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TAPS
Fading light dims the sight,
And a star gems the sky,
Gleaming bright.
From afar drawing nigh,
Falls the night.
Day is done, gone the sun,
From the lake, From the hills,
From the sky.
All is well, safely rest,
God is nigh.
Then good night, Peaceful night,
Till the light of the dawn
Shineth bright,
God is near, do not fear,
Friend, good night. |

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Born:
October 03, 1913 at St. Joseph, MO
Entered
Service in the US Army from Wathena, KS
Earned The Medal of Honor During World War II For heroism
February 03, 1945 at Biesheim,
France
Died: February
03, 1945 at the age of 31
*Buried
near Forrest Peden in the family plot is his younger brother
Levern M. Peden, killed in action in 1944, a year before Forrest
died in his own heroic service.
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Technician
Fifth Grade Peden was a forward artillery observer when the
group of 45 infantrymen with whom he was advancing was ambushed
in the uncertain light of a waning moon. Outnumbered
four-to-one, withering artillery, mortar, machinegun, and
small-arms fire forced our men to seek the cover of a ditch
which they found occupied by enemy soldiers. As the opposing
infantrymen struggled in hand-to-hand combat, Technician Peden
went to the assistance of two wounded soldiers and rendered
first aid under heavy fire. With radio communications
inoperative, he knew that the unit would be wiped out unless
help could be secured. He ran 800 yards to the command post
through a hail of bullets and secured two light tanks to go to
the relief of his comrades. Knowing the risk involved, he
climbed upon the hull of the lead tank and guided it into
battle. Through a murderous fire the tank moved onward, bullets
and shell fragments ricocheting from its armor within inches of
the exposed rider. As it was about to go into action it was
turned into a flaming pyre by a direct hit which killed
Technician Peden. His intrepidity and gallant sacrifice was not
in vain. Attracted by light from the burning tank,
reinforcements found the beleaguered Americans and drove off the
enemy.
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