James Hunter Shotwell
Captain
D CO, 1ST BN, 52ND INFANTRY, 198TH INFANTRY BDE, AMERICAL DIV, USARV
Army of the United States
Beverly Farms, Massachusetts
September 13, 1940 to May 25, 1968
JAMES H SHOTWELL is on the Wall at Panel W67, Line 4

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James H Shotwell
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It is with deep gratitude we are remembering you and all the others who served and died in times of war so that we may enjoy the Freedom and Liberties that make the United States of America great.

From a West Point Classmate, USMA 1963,
Clark T. Ballard, Jr., M.D., Colonel, U S Army (Ret)
66 Leschi Drive, Steilacoom, WA 98388-1514
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7 Jul 2001


 
04 May 2002

A final salute to a fine American
and my West Point Classmate.
From a Vietnam veteran,

Ramon M. Ong
Brigadier General (Ret)
Armed Forces of the Philippines
USMA Class of 1963
azrong@cox.net  

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29 Nov 2002

Although I knew Hunter, as he called himself then, for only one academic year, I remember him better than any other college friend. We lived next door in the same dorm, played hockey on the Colby College freshman team together at Waterville, Maine, and eventually chose the same fraternity.

We also shared a fairly intense freshman English class, which had a bright and challenging instructor who got "into the heads" of his students and took a great interest in our development. As a Yankee liberal, he questioned Hunter's plan to follow the Shotwell family tradition of entering the United States Military Academy at West Point (his father being lost in action, and his grandfather being General Drum). During one animated discussion of the subject, the professor said, "Shotwell, if you get into West Point, I'll kiss your #@% on the library steps!" Toward the end of the second semester, Hunter dangled the acceptance letter in class one day and asked "Well??..."

That joke never was carried to its conclusion, and Hunter and I parted at the end of the year, never to see each other again. But I clearly recall his voice and disposition; I remember visits to the lovely home in Beverly Farms. Though he was a St. Pauls School "preppie," he was made of tough stuff. I remember one hockey game that he played with a very painful back injury after taking an alarming number of aspirin tablets to ease the pain. I imagine that sort of determination was displayed frequently during the life in the military.

So this is my memorial to James Hunter Shotwell ...
a friend, a soldier, and an American who gave his life for my own.
May he rest with honor.

Barney Hamby
bhamby_99@yahoo.com


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