Alva Barlett Bundren

West Point, 1955

Be Thou At Peace

Posted by Daniel C. Dugan on September 9, 2010:

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 13 DEC 2006

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