Fading light dims the sight,
And a star gems the sky,
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
God is near, do not fear,
Friend, good night.
1948 at Cumberland,
Service in the US Army from Brooklyn,
Earned The Medal of Honor During the Vietnam War For heroism
at Plei Djereng, Pleiku Province,
January 15, 1969
at the age of 20
Class Langhorn's platoon was inserted into a landing zone to
rescue two pilots of a Cobra helicopter shot down by enemy fire
on a heavily timbered slope. He provided radio coordination with
the command-and-control aircraft overhead while the troops
hacked their way through dense undergrowth to the wreckage,
where both aviators were found dead. As the men were taking the
bodies to a pickup site, they came under intense fire from enemy
soldiers in camouflaged bunkers to the front and right flank,
and within minutes they were surrounded. PFC Langhorn radioed
for help from the orbiting gunships, which placed minigun and
rocket fire on the aggressors. He then lay between the platoon
leader and another man, operating the radio and providing
covering fire for the wounded who had been moved to the center
of the perimeter. Darkness fell, making it impossible for the
gunships to give accurate support, and the aggressors began to
probe the perimeter. An enemy hand grenade landed in front of
PFC Langhorn and a few feet from other casualties. Choosing to
protect these wounded, he unhesitatingly threw himself on the
grenade, scooped it beneath his body and absorbed the blast. By
sacrificing himself, he saved the lives of his comrades.