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Jose LeRoy Chacon

No. 1997917 December 1931 - 3 March 2006

 

Died: San Antonio, TX

 

Interred: Ft. Sam Houston National Memorial Cemetery, San Antonio, TX

LTC Jose LeRoy Chacon was born in 1931 in Penasco, NM, to Emilia Martinez y Griego and Gregorio Chacon y Baca and is a great-grandchild of legendary Civil War hero MAJ Rafael Chacon y Lopez, who commanded Union troops at the Battle of Valverde in 1861. 

Growing up in New Mexico’s mountains prepared LeRoy well for his military career. While in high school, he was assistant scout master for Troop 512 when he and about a dozen Boy Scouts set out on a 14-mile trek through the Sangre de Cristo Mountains that would test his determination and  character. 

The late autumn trip would take the young scouts to an 11,000-foot altitude, so each scout dressed for cold conditions as best they could. Many wore long-johns, some dressed in two pair of jeans. ­ They expected a light cover of snow, and a few boys tied strips of burlap canvas around their shoes to help warm their feet. None had specialized winter clothing. 

Each scout brought a little food – mostly tortillas filled with potatoes or beans - enough for a snack. Their provisions included matches, hunting knives, and an ax, which LeRoy brought. 

Local Forest Rangers dropped the troop at the trailhead and left, intending to meet them at the finish that afternoon. Shortly after beginning their trek, the scouts found themselves slogging through fresh, chest-high snow. Alone in the wilderness, the scouts made a life-or-death decision to continue to the preset rendezvous.  Their choice reflected self-confidence and their desire to earn merit badges that would qualify some as Penasco’s first Eagle Scouts.

The next 15 hours were a struggle for survival. The troop set up a schedule with each scout breaking snow for 15 minutes. By afternoon, near exhaustion and worried, they had made little headway. They were hungry and cold; the temperature was below freezing; and sweat began turning to ice on their bodies. 

At that point, LeRoy took over, breaking trail for more than six hours with only an occasional short rest. By midnight, the cold, exhausted and hungry scouts reached the summit, and again LeRoy stepped up to lead. Using the ax he brought, he cut firewood and made fires to warm the scouts.

The boys rested briefly and ate their meager food. They decided to change their route and follow a ravine down to a road, where they were rescued early the next day.

This unforgettable experience in the lives of the scouts might have had a different outcome had LeRoy not been with them. 

LeRoy graduated as valedictorian of his high school class and, having proven his leadership skills, followed his brother, Jose Andres, to West Point. 

After graduation, LeRoy completed Airborne, Jumpmaster and Ranger training at Ft. Benning, GA, training that would be critical for survival during his first Viet Nam tour in 1963–64 as an advisor to a Vietnamese Infantry battalion.

Worry about survival kept LeRoy awake at night during his first few weeks in combat, but after concluding that this just wasted energy, he resolved to simply face each day as it came. He found great inner peace by relying on his determination and training to lead the men he advised while accepting that, ultimately, his fate rested in God’s hands.

LeRoy was often the only American embedded in the Vietnamese unit he advised. During patrols, which regularly lasted several days, he ate sticky rice balls just as his Vietnamese soldiers did. They supplemented this with food from hamlets along the way, but going into villages risked that his team would be betrayed to the Viet Cong. During firefights, the Viet Cong sometimes used bullhorns to declare that they would spare the lives of South Vietnamese soldiers who turned over their American advisors.  

During one night patrol, it was so dark each man had to reach out for the soldier in front to stay together. His team was ambushed as they crossed a rice paddy, and bullets buzzed by LeRoy’s head, the closest he had ever felt. They “cracked” as they whizzed by, and he felt the heat from some rounds. Suddenly, he was alone in the rice paddy. His team had scattered, but, using his training and faith in God, he made his way safely back to camp.

In 1968 he completed the Command and General Staff course at Ft. Leavenworth, a course that he later taught in Spanish at the School of the Americas (SOA) in Panama. The SOA provided training to high-ranking military officers from Latin America, and students in LeRoy’s classes later became presidents of two Latin American countries.  

LeRoy refined his Vietnamese at the Defense Language Institute in 1971 and returned to Viet Nam for a second tour before retiring from the military in Texas. Genuinely modest, he never spoke directly of his role in saving the lives of his fellow boy scouts and seldom mentioned his Viet Nam experiences. 

After retiring from the Army, LeRoy built a real estate business buying and reselling foreclosures. He loved doing the repair work himself, but his greatest satisfaction was helping others achieve home ownership, especially those who had no one else to help them. True to the values he was raised by, he put service to others above desire to acquire wealth for himself.

His clients were often poor, and many did not speak English. LeRoy often used his fluency in Spanish and Vietnamese in his business. At some point, he began making wishing wells for the properties he repaired, and this became his trademark.  

At the time of his death, LeRoy also had begun making wishing wells for family and friends; this unfinished task will be carried on by his children and grandchildren. 

Papa, as he was called by his family, forever will be missed by his wife Flora; their six children: Theresa, David, Patty, Joe, Mona and Larry; and their grandchildren: Michael and Adam Martinez, Ryan and Scotty Rogers, and Maddie and Zoey Chacon.

 —David A. Chacon, son

 

Originally published in TAPS, January / February 2009

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