IN MEMORIUM

 A brief eulogy by Lloyd's sons, Jimmy and Fredy Stout  

 Lloyd Taylor Stout entered the military in September of 1957 looking for a little adventure and the opportunity to serve his country in one of the few ways readily available to a farm boy from Iowa. With a preternatural gift for all things mechanical, he first pursued a specialty in communications which led to NATO's Southern Command Headquarters in Izmir, Turkey. Keeping radios and power equipment ship-shape was right up his alley and he excelled at it. After that duty station, he returned stateside to Fort Arthur, California to work as the senior NCO of the Post Signal Section working radios and communications once again. 

    From this point forward, his path changed. He chose to accept an opportunity to qualify for Special Forces and did so successfully.  His journey inside Special Forces led him to do a great many things, with many organizations and men that anyone familiar with the Green Berets would know. While some things may be as mundane as radio repair, others are the stuff about which books are written. He stayed in Vietnam for a total of 4.5 years serving under the likes of Colonel Charlie Beckwith (creator of "Delta Force") as his Commo Sergeant until Beckwith was injured and subsequently returned stateside, to serving 2 years in 5th Group in CCS (Command and Control South) with MACVSOG. He was befriended by SFC Jerry Shriver, SOG legend, and saw him off the day he left and never returned. Somehow he found the time to be in the employ of the the CIA, for which he was gifted a watch that he lovingly called his "Alphabet Watch" and survived both a helicopter and a plane crash. With too many adventures to list, suffice it to say That SFC Lloyd Stout loved Vietnam, the men with whom he served and the indigenous fighters, especially the Montagnard people, that he had the honor to train. Given a choice, he may have never left. The Army had a different plan for him.

    He was "asked" to return stateside, and "volunteered" to choose from a few changes in assignment. Even though he had to learn Spanish in a 6 month period, he was assigned to 8th Special Forces Group, Fort Gulick Canal Zone, Panama as a platoon sergeant to a mobile radio platoon. In that tour of duty his life would change, for that would be when he met future wife while on a short leave in Bogota, Colombia.

Lloyd Stout was a proud American and Green Beret, a hard worker in all tasks and a man of incredibly deep, inexhaustible integrity, honor and principle.

Most of all though, he was a loyal and loving husband, a father and lifelong hero to his children, and child and servant of God.

Robert "Bob" Moreau,  born December 11, 1935, enlisted in the Army in 1952, entering the Army Reserve in 1955.  Bob served proudly in the 20th Special Forces Group, and serves as the Secretary/Account of Special Forces Association Chapter XXX for decades.

 A quick eulogy from his son Keith:  Robert Moreau, affectionately called 'Bob' by his friends and "rookie' by his brothers and sisters, was an easy-going, hard working man. To say he was a great man would be selling him short. He was never too busy to tell a story, or to explain how something should be done the right way. As a young man I remember spending many years with him at his offices. He had a sharp tongue to his employees, but anyone who worked for him never had anything bad to say about him. Though dates escape me, he entered the National Guard at a young age, and after years of service with them he transferred to the Army. He always spoke fondly of spending time in Germany, and he loved jumping out of planes with a parachute almost as much as he loved his family. He even remembered the names of the staff where he would go out to eat. He just made friends wherever he went.

After he transferred to the Army Reserve in Jun of 1955, he stayed quite active with the reserves.  He loved the military all of his life. He slowed down as he started to get older, but became active with the Special Forces Chapter 30 (having been a member of Special Forces during his military career). During his later years I got to know many of the Chapter 30 people, and Bob clearly stood out as a shining light of humor and leadership. People gravitated towards him, because he was always approachable. Everyone that knew him, loved him. He touched anyone's heart that he came in contact with. When he passed on Valentine's Day in 2022, the world lost one of its shining heroes. I lost my best friend, and an absolutely terrific father. And so many people who called him their friend, were left with broken hearts. Rest easy, soldier