Marc Brown was my cousin. His father was, my mom's brother. I grew up, in Minnesota and Marc was, from Long Beach, California. I used to go out, to see him every other year for as long as I could remember. He was always such a gung-ho type of kid. He never gave up and always gave 150 percent. I was told his Silver Star was for saving a lot of lives. I still think of him often and sure do miss him. Thank God, he came my way for he taught me, more than I, ever taught him. Love, Bruce

Bruce Means, First Cousin