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Honor Mission
Charles Cutshaw, Active Duty
USN
Valdosta, Georgia – 06-01-20

ABOUT THE MISSION:

The family of US Navy Active Duty Sailor Charles Cutshaw has asked the Patriot Guard Riders to come and stand in honor of his service to our country, and with humble sadness, we accept their invitation. Charles enlisted in the Navy in Sept, 2019, and was working on his advanced training when he passed. Charles stepped forward, raised his right hand, and served his country to the best of his ability, and now it will be our honor to stand for him, as he stood for us.

PRIMARY STAGING DETAILS: 06-01-20
Staging Time: 12:30 pm

Carson – McLane Funeral Home
2215 N. Patterson St.
Valdosta, Georgia

Ride Captain:

David ( Wild 1 ) Shreckengost
wild1handy@yahoo.com
678-663-2835

Special Instructions:

We will stand a silent flag line of honor and respect prior to the start of the service at 2:00 pm. If we have enough bikes, we will provide a Rolling Honor Guard to the cemetery for graveside committal service with full military honors. Please bring bike flags if you have them.
Flags & Water:
Flags will be provided
If you have large bike flags, please bring them.
Water will be provided.

Submitted By: David Shreckengost
Position: Georgia Ride Captain

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June 1
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8 Comments

  1. My sincere condolences to the Family and Friends of this Hero. May He Rest in Peace.

    JJ Bishop, PGR
    SGT (Ret.), Henrico County Police, Virginia
    MCPO (Ret.), USCGR
    Hudson, FL

  2. My wife and I wish to extend our deepest sympathy for the loss of Your Hero.
    Rest in Peace, You will Not be Forgotten.

  3. Please accept my condolences on your loss. May my prayers help to ease your pain during these trying times. Rest In Peace and Honor Brother. Lest We Forget!

    U.S. Air Force and U.S. Army Veteran
    Standing in Memory of,
    My Father, Harold A. Silvernail U.S. Army
    My Step-Father, Edwin D. Alexander U.S. Army
    My Uncle, Raymond Alexander U.S. Army
    My Uncle, John H. Alexander U.S. Army
    My Uncle, David J. Alexander U.S. Navy
    Standing in Honor of,
    My Brother, David J. Alexander U.S. Air Force
    My Daughter, Jillian A. Silvernail U.S. Air Force
    My Daughter, Kirsten M. Silvernail Kennedy U.S. Air Force
    My Son-In-Law, Jayson E. Kennedy U.S. Army
    My Uncle, Stewart F. Silvernail U.S. Army

  4. My wife and I send our sincere condolences to the family and friends of Charles Cutshaw. Thank you for your service to our country, your can rest in peace your job here on earth is done.

    Lamar SpeedyO Owen PGR
    U S Army Vietnam 1967-1968
    Riding in honor of my Brother
    James W. Owen, USAAC WWII

  5. Ride Report – Charles Cutshaw, USN, June 1, 2020

    Sometimes you walk away from a mission, and you just want to go over in the corner and cry. This mission was one of those. The request came down thru channels, need a Ride Captain for a mission in Valdosta on June 1. Monday, June 1st was an off day for me, let it lay there, see if anyone else picks it up, I’ve got a dozen other things to do at the SW Ga hideout.

    By Friday, the mission was still searching for an RC, and I just could not take a day off on Monday, with a mission going unfulfilled, so we make the necessary calls. Charles Cutshaw, age 23, had joined the Navy the previous September, and had completed his basic training. We had no further details beyond that, and they weren’t necessary. Charles had stepped forward, raised his right hand, and swore to defend this country against all enemies, and that was all we needed to know.

    Flags. Always one of the first items on the RC’s list, “who’s bringing the flags”. Well, in this instance it appeared that I was it. Made a call to the living legend, Willie “Poppa Joe” Black, PGR member, former Ride Captain, and long time resident of Valdosta, and he has flags. But, time has begun to catch up with “Poppa Joe”, and bad as he hated to admit it, he would not be physically able to bring flags to the mission. So, scrounge around in the basement, drag out flags that haven’t seen the light of day in awhile, in the truck they go, we got work to do.

    The next item on your list, if you have a mission in any where in South Georgia, is to place a call to Ray Humphrey, Commander, American Legion Post 335, Sylvester, Ga. Ray and the Legion have been long time members and supporters of the Patriot Guard, and if you need people to show up, you call Ray. Good news, Ray has 25 brand new flags, mounted on poles, and a Navy flag. Hallelujah.

    Get the mission posted on National, get Leon to put it on the Ga. Site for you, and then it’s sit back and try not to over think it. Up and at’em Monday morning. Quick trip to the store, ice, water, all goes in the cooler, cooler on the front passenger floorboard, cause you’ve got flags in the back seat. The two hour drive to Valdosta seems to go by fairly quickly, as you alternate between the radio, and watching the countryside slide by in silence. Thinking about a young man, a family that is grieving, and why do things like this happen.

    Standing a flag line in SW Ga in the early days of summer is not for the faint of heart, and nine patriots stood in silent respect as a steady stream of visitors attested to the impact that this young man had on this community. The minutes slide slowly by, as we acknowledge the “thank you” from those coming to pay their respects, and like us, possibly bring some comfort to a family that has been shattered.

    The hour is finally passed, it’s time to roll up the flags, get the static flags that have adorned the entrance to the Funeral Home so brilliantly. Some of us are going to the cemetery, those who are on bikes will ride in the procession, details worked out, and more time to reflect on the short drive to the cemetery.

    The United States Navy has turned out in force, counted 24 people in uniform when we arrived at the cemetery. Ray Humphery breaks out his new flags, and Ray, his grandson Cody, and his friend Adam lined the driveway with them, and the southern breeze made them stand out and look awesome.

    Then we wait. The Navy has taken all the shade in the vicinity of the grave site, so we get our flags and prepare to set up on the opposite side. Shake hands with the Navy, particularly the two Chaplains, and let them know that their service is appreciated. Then more waiting, until at last, the wail of a sheriff’s deputies siren tells us the procession has arrived.

    Jimmy Revell leads the motorcycle delegation up the drive, then park to the side as the hearse passes by. They quickly join the flag line, and all come to attention as the hearse rolls to a stop.
    The funeral director waits for all the family to gather, then steps out, opens the back door, and motions to the Honor Guard. Eight sailors step forward as one, take their positions, and gently slide the flag-drapped coffin out into the brilliant sunlight. Turn, step, step, step, they move without hesitation, as honors are rendered, until their precious burden rest atop the platform above the open grave.

    The first Chaplain opens with prayer, has a few words from scripture, then steps aside. The second Chaplain ask that all rise for “ military honors” as the eight man Honor Guard takes their positions on either side of the casket. The flag is lifted, slowly, reverently, then held aloft as commands ring out, and three volleys are fired into the hot afternoon air. You know what comes next, we’ve done this hundreds of times, but when that silver bugle goes up, and those twenty four notes float out across the assembly, the knot in the throat gets a little tighter, and that stuff on the cheeks is not rain.

    The flag is folded slowly, precisely, then presented to a grieving mother, who’s sobs can be heard clearly across the gathering. A Patriot Guard coin is presented, the funeral director indicates that the service is over, then the entire family encircled the now plain wooden coffin, holding hands, they had prayer. It was a powerful moment, and a testimony to their faith, and one of the most touching moments I have ever witnessed.

    We break down the flag line, and walk slowly back to waiting vehicles, feeling both the heat of the sun and the weight of the moment. Wipe the eyes, roll up the flags, “thank you’s”, and even a few hugs, social distancing be damned.

    This was a tough one.

    Ray, Cody, Adam, Jimmy, Dave, Tom, and two more. Well done, Gentlemen

    Respectfully submitted,

    David ( Wild1 ) Shreckengost

    Ride Captain, Patriot Guard Riders.

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