In Memoriam and Honor of Cpl. David Sandmeyer
 


David Christopher Sandmeyer joined the United States
Marine Corps on January 24, 2010. Initially, his dad, a
veteran of the United States Air Force, tried persuading him
to become an Airman like him. David respectfully declined
this persuasion, letting our family know that he was tough
enough to one-up his old man and become one of The Few,
The Proud, a United States Marine. 

At every stage of his training, David invested himself body
and soul to achieve this honor, and friends and family
watched while the Marine Corps transformed him from
a young boy to an honorable man.  This transformation
in three and a half short years took David on a journey to
the four corners of the United States and beyond; from
boot camp in San Diego, CA; to training in Pensacola, FL,
and Oak Harbor, WA; from his home base in Cherry Point,
NC; to training in Yuma, AZ, and Las Vegas, NV; and finally,
one of the highest points of his career, earning the honor
of a deployment to Afghanistan and Qatar. In David’s words,
“You can’t call yourself a real Marine until you come back
from your first deployment.”  David served with Honor,
Courage and Commitment and will forever be our Hero.

In a letter from boot camp to our family dated 03/28/10,
David wrote about not being able to attend a funeral for
his great uncle, Wendell Lorentz.  He wrote, “Talking
about Wendell’s funeral – I wish I could have been there
to show the Lorentz’s my support, but being here is some
damn good support to Wendell – being a Veteran.  It may
be a messed up way to think, but having a Veteran’s
funeral was definitely on my mind when deciding to join
the military.” 

From the Marine Corps presence (Cherry Point, NC,
and Minneapolis, MN, contingent), Forrest G. James
Marine Corps League Detachment #589, Patriot Guard,
American Legion Post 11, Operation Minnesota Nice,
Blue Star Mothers, Beyond the Yellow Ribbon, Bell of
Honor, Moms-of-Marine-Support.com, Mankato
Department of Public Safety Police and Fire, Blue
Earth County Sheriff’s Dept., and the 1000-plus people
who paid their respects, David definitely achieved this
honor!  We are also so thankful to our families, David’s
Marine Corps family, neighbors, friends and others for
their support and generosity at this most difficult time
in our lives. 

 My Last Ride

My hands are clenched around chrome bars,
the engine’s rumble sounds so sweet.
I twist the throttle with my palm
and roar off down the street.

The slapping of my leathers
and raging winds on either side,
Drum a beat of sweet contentment
as I ride this…my last ride.

Alone on my tin pony,
to the heavens I’ve been called,
But fret not my dear loves ones,
I’m not lonely here at all.

The speedometer is just a blur
as tears blow from my eyes,
The bike and I roll forward
off into the calling skies.

I hope I touched your lives one day
and left a treasured mark,
Now I’ll ride on to Forever
with your memory in my heart.

   


Email Mom, Maureen Sandmeyer

From Mom, Maureen:

The following is David’s last letter sent to family from boot camp
on 4/10/2010, word for word, before completing the Crucible
(a 72 hour endurance test of mind and body).  Pass, become
a Marine; Fail, not an option for David.

Hey family, it’s the Saturday before the Crucible
week.  Tomorrow we head up there. Didn’t get any
mail tonight so that’s kind of a bummer. I suppose
the next time I have word from you will be in person!

Now its Sunday. Got sidetracked talking to my
buddies.  We laugh so hard our stomach hurts on
an hourly basis. Everyone gets pissed seeing us
having such a good old time at boot camp.
Everyone has a little smile today though. All excited
about the Crucible. Our DI Sgt. Bishop said let’s
see those smiles on the Basilone Challenge when
your runnin’ on 3 hrs. of sleep and you only have a
packet of peanut butter left. I’m sure I’ll be sweatin’
buckets and I’m sure my feet and back are gonna
be killin’ me and I’ll be tired and feel like all around
death, but I’ll get that Eagle Globe and Anchor on
Thursday morning. And the extreme discomfort all
the way up to it is gonna be what makes it
meaningful. Just gotta attack it like I attacked boot
camp, one day at a time, one event at a time. The
only difference now is I can’t think without a smile
on my face, “Hey either way I’ll get 8 tonight.” 

Based on my performance up to this point I’m pretty
damn confident going into this. 18:50 on a 3 mile is
no joke and I feel like I’m going to be able to utilize
that endurance up and down that Reaper come
time. I’ve got that paper that says read before
Reaper in my left breast pocket and I’m gonna read
it at the foot of the hill or wherever I’m at when
there’s enough light to read it. 

Wish I could write more but there isn’t a whole lot
on my mind. Starting to clear it out and get mentally
prepared for the next 4 days. I’ll see you guys in
eleven days. By the time you get this it’ll be more
like 7 or 8. Can’t wait to see you! 

Love, David

 
 

 

1991-2013

Cpl. David Christopher Sandmeyer
United States Marine

   
 

 

 

 

THE HANDCRAFTED STONE SHOWN IN THE PHOTO RIGHT IS A MEMORIAL GIFTED
TO THE SANDMEYER FAMILY FROM THE MEMBERS OF MOMS OF MARINES SUPPORT
IN HONOR OF DAVD AND IN GRATITUDE FOR HIS COURAGEOUS SERVICE TO OUR COUNTRY.

DAVID,

WE THANK GOD FOR YOU AND YOUR FAMILY.
WE THANK YOU AND HONOR YOU FOR YOUR
COURAGEOUS SERVICE TO OUR GREAT
NATION AND FOR THE SACRIFICES YOU HAVE MADE.
WE WILL SEE YOU AGAIN...HEAVEN SIDE!

Moms of Marines Support