VFW Post 10216 | Songtan City, Korea

VFW Post 10216 Hill 180 Memorial

Post 10216 is located in Songtan Si, Pyongtaek, South Korea just outside the main gate of Osan Air Base in the basement level of the Pacific Hotel. The post is named after the famous Korean War Battle of Bayonet Hill in

1951 led by Army Capt Lewis Lee "Red" Millett who received the Medal of Honor for his heroic actions during that battle.

In Feb 1998 VFW Post 10216 sponsored now retired Colonel Millett's return to the scene of his historic battle for the very first time since that battle on Hill 180. He was invited as the guest speaker during the annual Hill 180 Memorial Ceremony that year and on 6 Feb gave a most memorable and tear invoking speech. Sponsored by VFW Post 10216 and the 8th US Army 3rd Battlefield Coordination Detachment-Korea (BDC) COL Millett returned to Osan AB every year following through 2003 to participate in the Hill 180 ceremonies and spend time with the members of the VFW post named in his honor.

In 2000 COL Millett helped dedicate a stone on Hill 180 to the first 6 US personnel to die at the onset of the Korean War. In 2001 he attended the Hill 180 ceremony during a 50th Korean War anniversary specifically honoring his actions. In 2002 the BCD dedicated the 'Millett Room' in the BCD headquarters building to him. And in 2003 COL Millett spent time at the Osan BX signing pictures and visiting with the many service members and family members of the Osan and surrounding military community. During each visit the Medal of Honor recipient has been honored and welcomed as a distinguished guest of VFW Post 10216.

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My Last Parade
Let the bugle blow
Let the march be played
With the forming of the troops
For my last parade

The years of wars, and the years of waiting
Obedience to orders, unhesitating
Years in the states, and the years overseas
All woven in a web... of memories

A lifetime of service passes in review
As many good friends and exotic places too
In the waning sunlight begin to fade
With martial music of my last parade

My last salute to the service and base
Now someone else will take my place
To the sharp young soldiers marching away
I gladly pass the orders of the day

Though uncertain what my future may hold
Still, if needed – before I grow too old-
I’ll keep my saber sharp, my powder dry
Lest I be recalled to duty by and by

VFW Post 10216 Hill 180 Memorial

My Last Parade Let the bugle blowLet the march be playedWith the forming of the troopsFor my last parade

The years of wars, and the years of waitingObedience to orders, unhesitatingYears in the states, and the years overseasAll woven in a web... of memories

A lifetime of service passes in reviewAs many good friends and exotic places tooIn the waning sunlight begin to fadeWith martial music of my last parade

My last salute to the service and baseNow someone else will take my placeTo the sharp young soldiers marching awayI gladly pass the orders of the day

Though uncertain what my future may holdStill, if needed – before I grow too old-I’ll keep my saber sharp, my powder dryLest I be recalled to duty by and by

So let the bugle blow...Fire the evening gun...Slowly lower the colors... My retirement has begun

My Last Parade
Let the bugle blow
Let the march be played
With the forming of the troops
For my last parade

The years of wars, and the years of waiting
Obedience to orders, unhesitating
Years in the states, and the years overseas
All woven in a web... of memories

A lifetime of service passes in review
As many good friends and exotic places too
In the waning sunlight begin to fade
With martial music of my last parade

My last salute to the service and base
Now someone else will take my place
To the sharp young soldiers marching away
I gladly pass the orders of the day

Though uncertain what my future may hold
Still, if needed – before I grow too old-
I’ll keep my saber sharp, my powder dry
Lest I be recalled to duty by and by

So let the bugle blow...
Fire the evening gun...
Slowly lower the colors...
My retirement has begun