Travis D. Pfister
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| Age: |
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27 |
| Hometown: |
Richland, WA |
| Date of Death: |
2/7/2007 |
| Incident Location: |
Anbar province, Iraq |
| Branch of Military: |
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Marines |
| Rank: |
Sgt. |
| Unit: |
Marine Medium Helicopter Squadron 364, Marine Aircraft Group 39, 3rd Marine |
| Unit's Base: |
Camp Pendleton, CA |
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"On the surface, he was a very happy-go-lucky guy. But he was very aware of how people were feeling around him," said his uncle, Blaine Hulse of Pasco. "He was one of the guys that kept tabs on everybody, made sure they were motivated and happy. He carried himself with confidence and pride, and without (bravado)." "Travis was a tough little nut," added his former Hanford High football coach, Greg Sevigny, in a phone interview. "He always had a smile on his face. And he was tenacious. He was a tough kid, but he always had a smile on his face." As a boy, he was a regular customer at a local military surplus store, remembered his dad, Richard Pfister. "He loved all that stuff. I saw (when he was) 7 that he'd be in the service for life," said his stepmother, Jackie Pfister. In an e-mail to his mom last week, Pfister wrote that he'd taken more than 20 people to the hospital for urgent medical care this month alone. "Things are going well, though just waiting to come home," he wrote. "I love you guys and will see you all soon." He is remembered by the people who knew Travis best, remembering him for being the life of the party, a man dancing to music and just having fun. They also remember a man serious about being a sergeant in the United States Marines and living the Semper Fi motto every single day.
10/11/2010Anna (:
Uncle Travis, I'm Josh's niece. I was never able to meet you, talk to you or experience anything with you first hand. If I have, I'm sorry I don't remember. We had a Veteran's Day assembly at school, and when I thought of you I cried hysterically. The teacher who had made the powerpoint spelled your last name wrong and placed you in the wrong branch of the US forces, which made me go crazy. I miss you Uncle Travis, and I cry when I think about you. I'm proud to call you my uncle and say that you fought for our freedoms. I'm even crying as I type this now. I love you even though we never met. I've seen pictures of you and it just makes me want to see you. I'm proud to say you fought for the nation we all love, including you. This is far from your mom's post because I just decided to look you up and see the man I wish I would've met. When I look you up I see smiling faces with you and your wife, I see memorials, and I see an amazing man that I long to meet. When I fly up to Heaven at my time, the first person I want to meet is you, Uncle Travis. I love you. <3
16/03/2009Lorrie Tallett (MOM)
What can I tell you son that you don't already know? How much we miss you? How proud we are? How life here is so much less without your laugh and that mischievous grin that we all knew so well. How the families whose loved ones you and the crew of Morphine 12 has made whole because your dedication? How the emptiness in our lives is only second to the sacrifice you have shown our nation and the people you believe in. How every waking moment you are thought of by us,your wife or your friends everywhere. How the love that you showed us is still very clear in our hearts. WE LOVE YOU SON....but I guess you knew this too...MOM.