Dan grew up in a small town in southern Illinois. Olney is closer to Memphis than it is to Chicago and, though I’ve never been there, I’ve been told that it has a southern flavor. Last count, just over 8,600 people called Olney their home town.
Many members of Dan Borah’s family still live there. One of my goals is to visit Olney. To be honest, I’d love to see some of the white squirrels that live there. The pictures I’ve seen look adorable. About ten miles north of town is Borah Lake. Now, the lake was man made in the mid 50s, long before Dan left for Vietnam. I don’t know if the lake had the Borah name from the beginning or if it was renamed in his honor. I’m going to try to find out.
Lieutenant Dan Borah, USN, was shot down on September 24, 1972 over South Vietnam. He reached the ground alive and there was about a ten second communication with him.
The US government says his remains came home in 1995, but his family has proved the remains given to them are not Dan. So, somewhere in the USA, another family is wondering where their son’, brother’s, uncle’s, husband’s, father’s, friend’s remains are.
This is a tragedy affecting many families, not just Dan’s. I think about him a lot and I wonder how I would feel if Dan was my brother. Think about him and his family every once in awhile. That means a lot.