08/10/2026
Recommend you grab a Kleenex before reading below.
It is 1968: the Fort Fairfield (Maine) High School Class of ’67 go about their adult lives, many in uniform, several in Vietnam. All gave some; one gave ALL.
It is 1986: eighth grade students at Lawrence Junior High in Fairfield, Maine receive an assignment ahead of a trip to the Vietnam Memorial in Washington, DC. Choose a Veteran from that wall, research them as an assignment. Young Nikki does something unique in her class. Rather than choosing a Fairfield Veteran, as many classmates do, she chooses to pick one from Fort Fairfield, up north.
It is 1986, no one can spell Internet, or Wi-Fi. Smart phones are in a bag, a luxury item of the rich, and not at all smart. Pagers are a thing. We use Wikipedia, but known by a far lengthier, and far heavier volume, the Encyclopedia Britannica. And no, having a login does not allow for peer edits (what’s a login?). Yet persevere young Nikki will, and information she finds. LCpl Dave Austin Cox, USMC, Fort Fairfield Class of 1967, KIA May 17, 1968, Quang Tri Province, Republic of Vietnam.
Nikki would find information on her subject, learning about him any way she could. She would celebrate his every birthday, acknowledge his sacrifice on every Veteran’s Day. He would live on as a household name in Nikki’s family for forty years, until her brother, an Iraqi Freedom and VFW Veteran, decided to act.
Paul-Lockhart All-American VFW Post 6187 of Fort Fairfield, Maine, humbly welcomed Nikki Ellis, five members of the Class of 1967 (including three Veterans of the class who also served in Vietnam), for a round table discussion of Dave, his childhood, his hopes, his dreams, his escapades(!), and his aspirations. We stand humbled and proud of the class, of their service, and the opportunity to allow Nikki to finally consider her class assignment complete (and we also think some extra credit may be due!).
Special thanks go out to our Veteran supporters who wished to remain anonymous, but nonetheless donated their time and money to provide refreshments during this amazing and humbling communion in honor of Dave. You know who you are; we do too.
When the karaoke lights dim; when the last raffle winner stands announced; when the birthday party or bereavement concludes; then the meetings adjourn; may we never forget: THIS is why we have a VFW. This is why we continue to serve. This is how we continue to heal. LCpl David Austin Cox, rest well our Brother, Son, classmate, hero, and champion of Freedom, may ever she ring.