Fiddler's Green Lists
Last Updated on: Tuesday, March 26, 2024 06:53:51 AM

     This page honors our fellow classmates & cadre who are no longer with us. They served our nation with courage, honor, and sacrifice. Our condolences to their families. They will be in our memories until we meet them again in Fiddler's Green.
     Note: Select the links below to view the Fiddler's Green lists. Pleasecontact us with any corrections or additions to these lists.  Lists are in pdf file format. John Moore is the author of the Fiddler's Green lists.
Fiscal Year 1966
9-66 A1 updated
12-66 A2 updated
14-66 B1
15-66 B2
16-66 D1 updated
17-66 D2 updated
18-66 C1 updated
19-66 C2 updated
20-66 E1
21-66 E2 updated
22-66 F1
23-66 F2 updated
24-66 B2 updated
25-66 D2
26-66 D1 updated
27-66 A1 updated
Fiscal Year 1967
1-67 C2
2-67 B1
3-67 E1
4-67 E2 updated
5-67 F2 updated
6-67 A2
7-67 C1 updated
8-67 B2 updated
9-67 D2 updated
10-67 A1 updated
11-67 G1 updated
12-67 F1 updated
13-67 G2
14-67 H1 updated
15-67 D1 updated
16-67 H2  updated
17-67 C2 updated
18-67 B1
19-67 E1 updated
20-67 E2 updated
21-67 F2 updated
22-67 A2 updated
23-67 C1 updated
24-67 B2 updated
25-67 D2
26-67 A1 updated
27-67 G1 updated
28-67 F1 updated
29-67 G2 updated
30-67 D1 updated
31-67 C2 32-67 B1
Fiscal Year 1968
1-68 E1 updated
2-68 E2 updated
3-68 F2 updated
4-68 A2/D2 updated
5-68 B2 updated



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Fiddler's Green
Halfway down the trail to Hell,
In a shady meadow green
Are the Souls of all dead troopers camped,
Near a good old-time canteen.
And this eternal resting place
Is known as Fiddlers' Green.

Marching past, straight through to Hell
The Infantry are seen. Accompanied by the Engineers,
Artillery and Marines,
For none but the shades of Cavalrymen
Dismount at Fiddlers' Green.

Though some go curving down the trail
To seek a warmer scene.
No trooper ever gets to Hell
Ere he's emptied his canteen.
And so rides back to drink again
With friends at Fiddlers' Green.

And so when man and horse go down
Beneath a saber keen,
Or in a roaring charge of fierce melee
You stop a bullet clean,
And the hostiles come to get your scalp,
Just empty your canteen,
And put your pistol to your head
And go to Fiddlers' Green.

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