Pvt Edwin Eugene “Eddie” Hall II

Pvt Edwin Eugene “Eddie” Hall II

Birth
Death
21 Nov 1975 (aged 20)
Russellville, Pope County, Arkansas, USA
Burial
Shoreline, King County, Washington, USA
Plot
Section M, Lot 2919, Site 3
Memorial ID
53032851 View Source

May 30, 2010

I went to my favorite local cemetery this morning to fulfill two grave photo requests. Of course, while I was there, I snapped several other grave photos. As I was making my way back to my truck, I encountered an older woman who appeared to be lost. I asked if I could help her find a grave. It was her first time at this cemetery, she said, and she would appreciate the help. Before long, we had located the grave. The grave was that of Pvt. Edwin Eugene Hall II, who was born in 1955 and died in 1975. So young, I thought, he must have died in Vietnam. I asked how the woman was related to him. As we stood side-by-side at his grave, she told me she had been his foster mother. Edwin had a very troubled childhood, and he served his country in Vietnam. He made it through Vietnam, she said, and then was murdered on his way home. I told the woman about findagrave and said I would add him to the site. I asked if she had a photo of him, and she produced one. His story has been tugging at my heartstrings all day. Many thanks to everyone who has visited this young hero's memorial page and left flowers for him.

Bonita Olmer

From Eddie's niece December 11, 2010:

My name is Julie, and I am the niece of Edwin Eugene Hall II (Eddie was what the family called him). He and my mother were only 13 months apart and even closer in spirit. Growing up, whenever my mother spoke of her younger brother it was always with love and a hurt from missing him so much. Every so often I search the net for information on my long lost uncle. Today I came across your story of meeting his foster mother in the cemetery. What a gut wrenching story! My mother loved her foster parents and often told me that she wished she could have had them for her parents. I believe my mother and her brother only stayed for a short time, maybe a year at the most, when she was 3 years old, but what an impact their love made on my mother. And vice versa. It's been 35 years since my uncle's murder and his foster mother is still visiting his grave.

Burial Date: December 9, 1975

May 30, 2010

I went to my favorite local cemetery this morning to fulfill two grave photo requests. Of course, while I was there, I snapped several other grave photos. As I was making my way back to my truck, I encountered an older woman who appeared to be lost. I asked if I could help her find a grave. It was her first time at this cemetery, she said, and she would appreciate the help. Before long, we had located the grave. The grave was that of Pvt. Edwin Eugene Hall II, who was born in 1955 and died in 1975. So young, I thought, he must have died in Vietnam. I asked how the woman was related to him. As we stood side-by-side at his grave, she told me she had been his foster mother. Edwin had a very troubled childhood, and he served his country in Vietnam. He made it through Vietnam, she said, and then was murdered on his way home. I told the woman about findagrave and said I would add him to the site. I asked if she had a photo of him, and she produced one. His story has been tugging at my heartstrings all day. Many thanks to everyone who has visited this young hero's memorial page and left flowers for him.

Bonita Olmer

From Eddie's niece December 11, 2010:

My name is Julie, and I am the niece of Edwin Eugene Hall II (Eddie was what the family called him). He and my mother were only 13 months apart and even closer in spirit. Growing up, whenever my mother spoke of her younger brother it was always with love and a hurt from missing him so much. Every so often I search the net for information on my long lost uncle. Today I came across your story of meeting his foster mother in the cemetery. What a gut wrenching story! My mother loved her foster parents and often told me that she wished she could have had them for her parents. I believe my mother and her brother only stayed for a short time, maybe a year at the most, when she was 3 years old, but what an impact their love made on my mother. And vice versa. It's been 35 years since my uncle's murder and his foster mother is still visiting his grave.

Burial Date: December 9, 1975