Spurlock, Lon Arnold, II, LTC

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Last Rank
Lieutenant Colonel
Last Service Branch
Last Primary MOS
1542-Infantry Unit Commander
Last MOS Group
Infantry (Officer)
Primary Unit
1968-1969, HHC, 2nd Battalion, 18th Infantry Regiment
Service Years
1958 - 1969


Lieutenant Colonel

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Home State
West Virginia
West Virginia
Year of Birth
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Casualty Info
Home Town
Last Address

Casualty Date
Mar 28, 1969
Hostile, Died
Air Loss, Crash - Land
Gia Dinh (Vietnam)
Vietnam War
Location of Interment
U.S. Military Academy West Point Post Cemetery - West Point, New York
Wall/Plot Coordinates
28W 076

 Official Badges 

Infantry Shoulder Cord

 Unofficial Badges 

 Military Association Memberships
Vietnam Veterans Memorial
  2013, Vietnam Veterans Memorial [Verified] - Assoc. Page

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Combat Infantryman 1st Award
Parachutist (Basic)

 Unit Assignments/ Advancement Schools
52nd Infantry RegimentInfantry Center and School (Staff) Fort Benning, GA8TH Army Support Command (EASCOM), 8th ArmyUnited States Military Academy West Point (Staff)
2nd Battalion, 18th Infantry Regiment1st Infantry Division
  1959-1962, 52nd Infantry Regiment
  1963-1963, Infantry Center and School (Staff) Fort Benning, GA
  1963-1964, 8TH Army Support Command (EASCOM), 8th Army
  1965-1968, 2701, United States Military Academy West Point (Staff)
  1968-1969, HHC, 2nd Battalion, 18th Infantry Regiment
  1968-1969, 1st Infantry Division
  1968-1969, HHC, 2nd Battalion, 18th Infantry Regiment
 Combat and Non-Combat Operations
  1968-1968 Vietnam War/Counteroffensive Phase V Campaign (1968)
  1968-1969 Vietnam War/Counteroffensive Phase VI Campaign (1968-69)
  1969-1969 Vietnam War/Tet 69 Counteroffensive Campaign
 Colleges Attended 
United States Military AcademyColumbia University
  1954-1958, United States Military Academy
  1964-1965, Columbia University
 Additional Information
Last Known Activity
My memory of LON extends over the first half of my army career.We first served together in an infantry unit in Germany in the late 1950's.Lon was a young lieutenant and I a platoon sergeant. Some years later We ran across each other in south vietnam, this time very briefly.Lon's US unit and My Vietnamese Battalion were running a coordinated operation in our AO. Lon Spurlock was a leader's leader,he was a fine soldier,general officer material. I was proud to have served with him ! 




Posted by John Huncharek USMA70 on October 9, 2000:

Lon Spurlock's funeral at West Point was the only one I attended while a cadet. Not only was he my English P for a section but he was the OIC of the Cadet Parachute Team. As far as I was concerned, he was "the man." A quick story...

After a parachute competition in Orange, Massachusetts, we cadets were preparing to retire to the Inn, a small cabin with $2 bunk beds. Usually a drive through the woods, experienced skydivers could jump into the very small drop zone which was surrounded by tall pines.Two of my classmates and I petitioned the coach to let us jump, but with only 30 jumps each, he felt that it was far too dangerous. We persisted and he called Major Spurlock over. He looked at us and said, "Coach, boys have to grow up sometime." We jumped. In one sentence, he did more for my confidence and self esteem than anyone or anything at the Academy. After a nerve-wracking jump, all of us avoided the trees, hit the target and walked into the Inn with our parachutes. We were studs. And I've never forgotten.

Posted by LTC N. Michael Sarff, USA, Ret. on November 13, 2002:

This is hard to do, yet a profound honor. As a newly assigned Lieutenant, I attended Major Spurlock's memorial service in Dian, Republic of Vietnam. I took his death personal. In 1991, when I touched his name at the Wall, I thanked Lon, through tearful eyes, for helping me to muster the intensity to mold a couple of small infantry units, so that all the soldiers of the 4th Rifle Platoon and the Mortar Platoon of Charlie Company, 2nd Battalion, 18th Infantry, came home alive. The enemy never found it to his advantage to mess with us. Major Spurlock was there, as the wind beneath our wings.

Posted by Hal Lyon on January 11, 2003:

It has been a long time since we buried Lon at West Point...but a vivid image of this very special friend is clarion clear in my mind's eye. Lon was the best friend I ever had. I know I will never have another as loyal. He and I shared a feeling way back then -- an immature one, but one built upon idealistic pride, confidence, and "determination which would not be denied" -- that we were indestructable and could accomplish any thing we really set our sights upon. Lon's death was the end of that illusion for me. When I learned of Lon's death, I could not believe or accept it. I rushed to be at West Point to help Suzie with the arrangments... and only then, could I accept that Lon was really gone. Lon was an incredibly intelligent, dedicated, loyal and personable friend always with a sparkle in his eye and a great sense of humor! He loved his family -- his three "girls" -- his friends, and his profession of arms. He had a rare capacity to reassure others with just a quick look and smile. Though from rural West Virginia, Lon could uninhibitedly and sincerely walk, talk, dance, and negotiate meaningfully with the the noblest in the land ... or the lowest grunt in the Infantry. I remember one time when we were rabbit hunting and three of us shot (and missed) at a running rabbit which ran into a hole. As we were about to walk away, Lon said, "You're not giving up, yet, are you?" We watched, in wonder, as he cut a thin green briar branch and inserted it deep into the rabbit hole, twisting it around and back and forth. In a minute, he looked up with that wondrous twinkle in his eye and contagious smile, and hauled the bunny out of the hole, tangled up with the briar which he had twisted in its hair! The bunny took off running again ... and we all missed ... again while Lon laughed at us gleefully. This was only one of his West Virginia tricks. He had many more. Lon, after all these years, I still miss you. I salute you! Grip Hands...
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