A very good friend of mine knew many of these guys. This is what he posted on his web site recently as a final fairwell to his friends.
Rob Reeves was my point man, he was an absolute stud. I remember on a training mission in Florida we were swimming for about 12-hours and Robs flotation in his ruck sack busted and his ruck sank. We were in about 100ft of water and about 8-hours into it I finally noticed he was struggling. The situation was not fun and we were getting very cold. I asked Rob if he wanted me to take his Ruck since I was a strong swimmer and he simply looked at me and smiled and said “No I need the practice”. That was Rob he was compassionate and at the flip of a light switch he was an animal. He kept me safe on the streets of Mosul more times than I can count and kept me calm when I had to deal with some less than motivated people. Rob was true southern gentleman. Rob had over 3000 people come to his funeral.
Jonas Kelsall and Rob were high school best freinds, Jonas was an Officer and Rob was enlisted so the humor and jokes were in full force at all times. On the same training mission as the one above we finally got to our extract point 5-hours overdue. The weather was less than desireable. Jonas was waiting for us on the boats, the boat team wanted to leave and come back later to get us but Jonas wouldnt have it. He stayed in place for hours in the rain and wind and waves. The whole crew was seasick but Jonas refused to leave us out there for the night. When we got onboard Jonas could see were were smoked, most of us couldnt get on the boats by ourselves because our legs wouldnt work anymore so he hauled us and our gear aboard. As I was sitting there very unhappy Jonas handed me a beer. He just said “I thought you could use this”. It was one of the best beers of my life.
Chris Campbell and I met each other in 1997, Chris was an awesome dude and never lost his temper at anything. One time we were in Baghdad preparing to go out for raid and Chris got white out in his goggles and crashed his vehicle into a chain link fence. He looked at all of us smiled and said “my bad”. That was Chris, calm, unflappable. That same night since Chris’s vehicle was out of commission he was moved to the gunner of another vehicle. We got into some heat and during the middle of the chaos Chris looked down at me kicked me in the shoulder and said in the calmest voice “excuse me Taco would you mind handing me another box of ammo”. I screamed back handed him the ammo and he said in the calmest voice “thank you”. My heartrate was 210 his was about 50.
Heath Robinson was the most private person I ever met. Heath never spoke about anything personal. Heath was the epitamy of professional, he was a physical beast, a world class shooter and a complete warrior. Heath was a born leader and the only person I ever tried to emulate. Heath was small but he was very scary. He had the most intense look in his eyes when he was working and his work ethic was legendary. Heath was a man of few words and his actions spoke volumes. Heath refused to lose at anything, he never boasted but when it was time to compete he would push himself so hard and drive himself to complete exhaustion. I do not remember Heath ever losing any run or swim in the whole time I knew him. Even when he was hurt he still refused to lose. As soon as he finished he would turn around and run back to the end of the pack and run with whoever was last. He didnt say anything he just ran side by side with them. Heath was a great teammate and a great person.
Jon Tumlimson was one of the best guys I ever met. I was an instructor when JT started his carrer and I remember how stoic he was during Hell Week. He was the rock of his boat crew. After he graduated I had the pleasure of teaching JT about Breaching and advanced diving operations. He was a great student and a great person. JT was always happy and always down to earth.
Matt Mason his wife Jessica and Leilani were close freinds. Leilani helped them find there first home. The budget of an E-5 Seal in the 90′s was less than desireable. Leilani showed them so many houses and they were always so appreciative. Matt loved his wife and would not settle for a house that was not the best he could afford. Matt’s family was all that mattered, he hated to leave Jessica but he had the disease of a warrior. He hated to leave but he hated to be away from work. Matt made Chief in 7-years which shows how much his teammates respected him. Matt’s three sons will never know the trusted and professional warrior I knew but they will never doubt how much there father loved them.