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OBITUARY OF ALVA B. BUNDREN LTC., USA Ret. Of Vienna, VA, on October 9, 2006) at Capital Hospice in Arlington. Beloved husband of Valerie N. Bundren. A devoted and loving husband, father, and grandfather, he is survived by his wife: son Bill Bundren (Barbee Whitaker),daughter Nancy Andrews (Walter), daughter Sally Carling (Glen), son Dave Bundren (Marianne); 11 grandchildren, and scores of friends and relatives. A memorial service will be held at Ft. Myer’s Old Post Chapel followed by the internment with Full Military Honors on December 13 at 11 AM. Memorial contributions (MAY be made in Al’s name to Capital Hospice, 6565 Arlington Blvd., Suite 501, Falls Church, VA 22042; to the Swing Fore the Cure (for breast cancer research) at 3003 S. Erin Dr., Oakton, VA 22124; or to the West Point Fund LGT Endowment at West Point AOG, West Point, NY 10996-1607. Washington Post Bundy was from Tennessee. I was from Brooklyn. Tom Wilkinson was from Massachusetts. Jim Heye was from Texas. That was representative of the melting pot of those of us in D-2. We all learned from each other and amazingly, by the time we graduated, we all sounded very much alike. Bundy, though one of the youngest in our class in our company, made a meaningful contribution to the maturity and sense of respect for others that we developed during those four years. Most importantly, though, was that he taught us that the best and most lasting lessons are those that we learn with a smile on our face. He demonstrated that by being the first one to laugh at himself. That's why he was probably one of the greatest leading ladies in 100th Night Show history. I might add that he was also an exceptionally fine dancing partner. As I've mentioned in an earlier e-mail, Bundy was my classmate, my companymate, my friend, my brother. I will miss him. Roy T. Thorsen October 13, 2006) We will miss Al and his wonderful sense of humor. He was a kind and considerate classmate. God bless him and the loving family he has left behind. We shall never forget him. Al Spaulding October 13, 2006) Bundy, as we all called him, was a regular at the monthly BUNCH FOR LUNCH gang and almost a charter member. We all loved to sit next to him as he would spin his folksy tales of times past and present. I could always count on him for commentary on the Redskins games as he and Val were avid fans and would go to the games regularly. Recently Chuck Roades and I went to pay a short visit and, typical of Al and Val, they insisted that we stay for lunch. It was a wonderful visit and one I will always remember. Happily we still have Val as part of our '55 Class community as she always be. Al my friend fare well. I will see ya on the other side....... Thomas C West October 14, 2006) Al (known to me as Bundy) and I were Goats together during the obstacle course called USMA Academics. After graduation our paths did not cross until 1994) when I cranked up the West Point 1955 class E-mail Net. From the Get-Go Bundy was very, very active on the Net. As time went by, Bundy changed language from English (where we both were USMA Goats) to Tennessee (aka Hillbilly). His messages on all topics (some he knew much about and some he knew very little) were eagerly awaited by his classmates. Classmates who were English hives had great difficulty understanding Bundy's Compositions whereas Goats in Plebe English had no problems understanding Hillbilly. In all cases both Hives and Goats loved Bundy's efforts and will miss him greatly. Till us-ins meets agin up yonder......take care Bundy RIP Bill Welter October 14, 2006) In memory of those wonderful days Val and you and Irene and I spent at Fort Carson in the halcion days of our youth. We never forgot those times and we know that, someday, we'll meet again. We love you, Val and those memories. Al Parker October 15, 2006) Al and I were roommates during the first few weeks of Beast Barracks, in Old Central Area, in July of 1951). In those days we had to fold our mattresses and sheets each morning, and make up the bed at night before taps. Most of us just flopped the mattress down, threw the sheets on, and climbed in. Al, however, could not stand to sleep in an unmade bed, and he very carefully made up his bunk, hospital corners and all, before turning in. We all got a kick out of this. When I reminded him of this at our 50th Reunion, he replied, with a wry smile, "Well, Bill, I came from a priveledged background, where I was very well cared for, and I just could not sleep in an unmade bed." At one point, Al and Mike Garn challenged the strongest and toughest member of the Beast Detail, Lloyd Rhiddlehoover '52, to a push-ups contest. Lloyd did more with one arm than Al and Mike did with two, and they caught hell for weeks afterward. It was a high point of their Beast Barracks, and they thought it was great fun. I will always remember Al's wonderful sense of humor and his positive outlook on life. Bill Streett October 16, 2006) Al (Bundy) Bundren was a dear friend from Cadet days until his departure for bigger and better things. He and his wonderful wife Val were great to be with at our frequent dinners together, to Football and Baseball games, to weekends at Mary Monahan`s shore house where Bundy would make his famous Sunday Brunch. His home town Southern drawl was backed by a truely intelligent and incitefull intellect. Bundy lived life to the fullest and had his bear hug and great big smile for all classmates he would encounter. The class has lost a real giant of a man, even though he was a D-2 file!! Grip Hands Don Hilbert October 18, 2006) Al, we have been missing you so much since you left us. The homegrown humor and the accent that you managed to put into words, were priceless. One of your most recent "class" acts was the coonskin cap at the 50th Reunion banquet, who will ever forget that? I didn't know you very well at WP, but my roommate, Yearling and Cow year, Butch Leaver, spoke of you often and well. Bernadette and I got to know you and "The Lovely Val" in more recent years since graduation, and we both miss you very much. Dan Dugan November 16, 2006) The Passing of Al Bundren Those of us who could journeyed to Ft. Myer, VA on Wednesday, December 13, 2006), to pay our respects to Al and The Lovely Val. It was to be our final farewell to Al after all of these years since we graduated that long ago June of 1955). The day started out rainy and overcast, it was a Ranger morning. Although bright and sunny weather would have been preferred by most, I thought that it was fitting for Ranger Bundy. You know, the kind of weather in which this infantryman thrived in the jungles, swamps, or any other adverse terrain as a young officer. The flowered Chapel was filled with family, relatives, and Classmates. The 3rd Infantry Regiment provided the ceremonial honors and it was truly impressive. The band outside played as Al's flag draped casket was rolled down the aisle. The services were just perfect and for those unable to attend, let me briefly describe them. The Organ Prelude consisted of "The New World Symphony," "On Eagle's Wings," and "Ode to Joy." The Processional hymn was " The Battle Hymn of the Republic" which was followed with a welcome by Chaplain Spigner, the Gospel, John 14, 1-6, and Homily by Father Charles McCoart. Both of these men stated that they were much better men for having known Al, especially in Hospice where he inspired them. Al's son David gave a fitting remembrance of his Dad and I noticed that he briefly touched Al's casket as he walked to the lectern. Not only did he talk about his Dad's life and the love that he gave to Val, his two sons and two daughters, and eleven grandchildren, but he told the tale of the Buckeye, the nut which Al carried for so many years as his lucky talisman. Al surrendered it once when a close relative was being treated for cancer and Al felt that she needed a special charm to help her through the aftermath of surgery. Once she was cured, she gave it back to Al. Upon conclusion of the Chapel service, we each received a Buckeye to carry us through any future adversity. I will hold mine close and carry it, and with it Al's blessing, as I move along through life. Patricia McCue recited "We Will Remember Them" and this was followed by "Amazing Grace," a Prayer of Commendation, and a Blessing. "The Alma Mater" was played and then the Recessional "America the Beautiful." Outside, the many Honorary Pallbearers (16, most of whom were our Classmates) lined the canopied entrance and a 3rd Infantry Honor Guard stood at attention as we filed out into the parking lot. There was the horse drawn caisson with Al's casket to be taken to Arlington Cemetery for interment. By the way, when we got outside the sun was shining and there were patches of blue sky. You know, I think that Ranger Al was just "funnin'" with us earlier. As the procession moved off into the cemetery, the military band was playing The West Point March and I couldn't help thinking of the words that Al would have been singing, "I'm shot in the ass, I'm gonna' be first man in my Class, Gonna' shine my B-plate, Quill my Room Mate, Go to Church on Sunday morning." At this point, I had to depart for Dulles airport and catch the later flight to Oakland, CA. Perhaps one of you could pick up the rest from here and tell us of the grave side ceremonies and the Reception. Here's to Al, our friend and beloved Classmate. DDD I was also sorry to miss the Reception. Other than reunions, we seldom get to see so many Classmates and spouses gathered at one place. All there was time for was a brief "Hello," handshake, or nod. Daniel C. Dugan (14 DEC 2006) |