Remembering Martin Andrew Butt 1947-1969
July 14, 2026
My younger brother by three years, Martin, joined the Marines and survived
Vietnam in 1966-67 with a purple heart but suffered a fatal automobile accident less than two years after coming home. He would have been 79 years old today, Bastille Day, but he is, instead, 22 years old forever.
People who wanted to contribute to some worthy cause in his memory were
directed to the Boy Scout Camp Orr on
the Buffalo National River in the Arkansas Ozarks.
The contributed funds were ultimately used to build a cabin for the camp director. Although the cabin was completed and dedicated in 1970, there was never a plaque mounted. Last year, my brother, Jack, and I installed the plaque shown below.
The chronicle that follows is based on letters written by Martin to a friend in letters
to a friend in 1967. I picked up the letters in a trip to Fayetteville July 19, 2012, after finding out about them in a Facebook message
Figure 1 Martin
Andrew Butt in 1950, 3 years old
Figure 2 Martin Andrew Butt, 1960,
13 years old. Sitting on the football is our pet crow, Satan
Then I decided to provide some additional context about my deceased
younger brother. So here goes.
There were three of us. I am the oldest, born 1944, just before my
father left for Europe in the Army during WWII. Martin was born in 1947, and Jack in 1950.
Martin died in an automobile accident in 1969.
Martin was three years younger than I, so he graduated with the Fayetteville
High School Class of 1965. He attended the University of Arkansas beginning in the fall of 1965, but I believe he may have partied or gone fishing more than he studied and either dropped out or flunked out during the fall semester.
I think my dad declined to pay for any more education unless he saw
a motivational shift, and in any event, Martin enlisted in the Marines, probably in early 1966. I don’t recall where he spent his first year, but some of it was at Cherry Point, NC. I think later he was in southern California, maybe Camp Pendleton or El Toro. I
met Martin at Disneyland in southern California in1967 before he shipped out.
Figure 3 – Probably Cherry Point, NC, 1966
Figure 4 – Martin at the beach in southern California
Figure 5 – At
Disneyland in 1966
In the spring of 1967, I (Tom Butt) was finishing up at the University
of Arkansas and getting ready to go to San Francisco. I had already been commissioned a 2nd lieutenant
in the Army but was not due to report until March of 1968. I was going to work for a while and enjoy the “Summer of Love.” – "If
you’re going to San Francisco, be sure to wear some flowers in your hair".I met Martin at Disneyland in southern California in1967 before he shipped out.
In early 1967, Martin found himself in Vietnam at Da Nang, assigned
in a support role, apparently mostly guard duty, to Marine Aircraft Group 11 (MAG-11) Group Supply.
I first read his letters and then scanned them. Like I said, it was
like opening a 43-year-old time capsule. I want to share them and to provide some context.
The photos, which I have had for years, were all taken by Martin
or were from his camera.
The letters, totaling 45 pages, span about nine months, from February 24 to December
13, 1967.
Figure 6 – In 1967, the air base at Da Nang was the world’s busiest airport in the single runway category. In the mid-1960s, 1,500 landings
and takeoffs were recorded on peak days, besides having two extra traffic patterns for helicopters at the edge of the airstrip. When a parallel runway was added in 1966, Da Nang rivaled Tan
Son Nhut as the world’s busiest airport.
Most of the content is just chatty, involving daily humdrum, friends and acquaintances
from back home and philosophizing after too many beers. The letters paint a picture of a 20-year old Marine mostly bored, horny and ready to go home from the time he arrived. Days of tedium were periodically relieved by life-threatening attacks and the excitement
of firefights defending the perimeter.
Da Nang had the nickname “Rocket City” because it received so much enemy fire.
Martin’s first letter in the collection was February 24, 1967, where he writes, sarcastically,
“My work is mostly interesting consisting of 14 hours of guard duty a day.”
Figure 7 – Hooch
at Da Nang
On March 9, 1967, Martin described his first action, defending a perimeter attack.
We had a real good fight on the perimeter 2 days ago that I really enjoyed hearing. However, they came and got about 15
of us as reinforcements which I really didn’t appreciate, I was a machine gunner and in 3 hours out there, fired 8,000 rounds of ammo. I don’t know if I hit anyone, but I’m sure I got a few of them. I was pretty busy dodging bullets to tell for sure. Anyway,
we killed 130 of them, and as I reflect now, it was a pretty sobering experience.
On May 5, 1967, he described a mortar attack:
We got mortared last night and one of the men working with me got his legs cut all up since he didn’t hit our bunker quick
enough. Only other casualty was our outhouse which suffered a direct hit and was blown all to hell.
Figure 8 – Martin with M-14
Figure 9 – Broadway, MAG-11
Figure 10 – Martin’s
hooch
Figure 11 – Night crew, night before 13 July 1967
On July 1, 1967, he wrote that they had been hit twice by mortars, killing one American.
He noted that his Fayetteville High School classmate, Corporal Howard Withey had been killed. According to information from the Vietnam Wall, Howard was killed by enemy fire in Quang Tri Province, June 6, 1967.
We have been hit twice by mortars which did some damage and hit some guys, one guy killed, but we were lucky to get enough
warning to pretty well dig in. Howard Withey got killed you probably heard. He was a good friend, and intelligent guy and a damn good Marine. I guess it’s bad to go with your whole life before you, but sometimes things we don’t understand happen like that.
I wrote to his dad, but the words were hard to find.
Figure 12 – Martin: “Papasan moving family into town
Figure 13 – Martin’s “Hootch”
Figure 14 – Martin posing in an F-8 Crusader
Figure 15 – China Beach,
best known for a television series based on My Khe[1] beach in the city of Đà
Nẵng, Vietnam, which was nicknamed "China Beach" in English by American and Australian soldiers during the Vietnam War.
Figure 16 -MAG !! PX
Figure 17 – Hooch maid
On July 16, Martin wrote,
Damn, did we get raked last week. Charley hit us for 45 minutes with his big Russian rockets, blew up $60 million worth
of jets, our bomb supply, part of our runway, a hanger, killed 11 men and wounded 175. Very, very close call for me. Our bunker, of sandbags and wood, fell in on us when 2 rockets hit about 50 yards away. Screw Vietnam and Charley. He was to blow us away last
night and everyone was jumpy as a cat. We had extra men down on the line and the B-52s bombed his ass off 8 miles away…I looked like a Mexican bandito with ammo over my shoulders and waist with a few grenades in my pockets.
It turned out that the rocket attack of July 15, 1967, was the most damaging attack of
the war on Da Nang. Although he did not discuss it in his letters, Martin was awarded a Purple Heart, and it may have been in this attack that he was wounded, although apparently not seriously.
Figure 18 – Martin wrote: “John went to Sing[apore] with me. That shrapnel went through our hut”
Figure 19 – Martin wrote: “Morning
after, direct hit F8 Crusader”
There are detailed and graphic account of the July 14-25 rocket attack
on Da Nang on the websites http://www.vspa.com/dn-manganiello-sanger-1967.htm and http://mofak.com/rocket_city.htm.
The photos below are from that http://www.vspa.com/dn-manganiello-sanger-1967.htm
Figure 20 – Rocket
Attack on Da Nang as Observed from Monkey Mountain
Stand Off Rocket Attack begins, 0020 hours, July 15, 1967. 83 Rounds of 122mm Rockets, 140mm Rockets, and mortars were received.
USA: 10 Aircraft Destroyed, 49 Aircraft Damaged, 8 KIA, 175 WIA. RVN: 00 Aircraft Destroyed, 01 Aircraft Damaged, 0 KIA, 0 WIA.
At 0040 hours, the second volley of rounds hit a stack of 250 lb. bombs in the ammo dump which went off like the Fourth of
July. Bomb frags everywhere. A brilliant flash turned night to day as if a nuke had exploded. A shock wave swept the base with heat and blast as the bomb dump exploded hurtling fire and debris thousands of feet into the air. Shrapnel rained for several minutes.
The following morning, the devastation from the previous night’s attack was evident throughout Da Nang Air Base. The wing
headquarters concrete buildings were heavily damaged with the tile roofs nearly void of tile. The hangars were all a tilt at 30 degrees or more. The new Air Force barracks were blown off foundations and ruined. All living and working buildings were heavily
damaged by the intense shelling. 59 aircraft were damaged or destroyed. Of the twelve aircraft destroyed two were C-130 Hercules aircraft, 8 were F4-C Phantoms and two were F-8 Crusaders. A dump was created north of the runways where the smoking hulks were
dragged and abandoned. Some were burning or smoldering days later. 83 mortar and rocket rounds were fired in the July 15 raid on Da Nang. Eight American military men were killed and 175 were wounded.
Aircraft Hangers, barracks, revetments, and countless structures were damaged with gaping holes in walls and ceilings or
peppered with shrapnel. The shrill whistling of incoming whining rockets impacted Da Nang’s dual runways and taxiways. Security sirens wailed. Rockets continued to pound and crater the runways.
Da Nang’s twin runways and taxiways were closed for 12 hours. The Stand Off Rocket attack of July 15, 1967 was the deadliest
attack of the war at Da Nang Air Base.
Ralph
Manganiello (http://www.vspa.com/dn-manganiello-sanger-1967.htm)
Figure 21 – Da
Nang Air Base, flight line, rocket crater and debris. Donald Cathcart LtCol USMC Ret
Figure 22 – Da
Nang Air Base, Gunfighter Village hut damage from a 122mm rocket.
Shortly after the devastating rocket attack on Dan Nang, Martin took a five-day R&R in
Singapore.
On September 4, 1967, Martin wrote:
I sweated out the last week along with the rest of I Corps due to elections and Hanoi Hannah’s promise to eliminate every
damn one of us. We got hit once by rockets but only 3 of them; poorly aimed and gratefully received in an empty field. I have been on guard duty the last 2 nights and settled score last night. We spotted the gooks setting up a rocket position and called in
artillery fire on them. Blew 8 of them to Nirvana or Hanoi in the sky or wherever faithful gooks go.
Remember Jack Todd? Somehow, I remember you not liking him too much, but I always got along with him o.k. He came down
to see me from the DMZ last week. He’s changed a lot Anne. I couldn’t believe how quiet he is now. We got drunk and commenced to play a slot machine in the club. Took $46.00 out of the nickel one and they unplugged it. Success is so sweet! Hope he made it
out at Dong Ha last week. The N. Viets blew the hell out of it the last 4 days.
In December, Martin wrote,
Went up with the crew on the flare-drop ship last night and made it up to Dong Ha on the DMZ to pick up some wounded and
dead to bring back to Da Nang. Got shot at taking off by some N. Viets and got to blow off 160 rounds back at them. That’s my excitement for the week.
Martin apparently got to go to Bangkok sometime in late November.
On December 4 he wrote:
Made a personal sojourn to the Bridge on the River Kwai fame and other points of interest as well as 3 nights drinking
with interesting, if inebriated companions.
In an undated December letter, Martin wrote:
Had a little action tonight earlier. Charlie (I dislike the name, too) made another stab at our airstrip and we went out
and shot at shadows. Guess we got some because they didn’t make it past the wire.
Martins’ last letter from Vietnam was dated December 13, 1967. Based
on his ongoing estimates of when he would rotate out, he probably left Vietnam around the 1st of
January and was out of the Marines by January 15, 1968.
About the same time, I (Tom Butt) quit my job with the architectural
firm of Edward Durrell Stone in Palo Alto. I had saved a little money and was determined to take a trip to Europe before I had to report for active duty in the Army. I flew to London and started a Europe-on-$5-a-Day trip that took me to France, Spain and Portugal.
I hitchhiked through most of Spain. I flew to New York form Lisbon, stayed overnight with a friend and reported the next morning to Ft. Belvoir, VA, for the Engineer Officer Basic Course in March of 1968.
Meanwhile, Martin returned to Fayetteville and enrolled in the University
of Arkansas where he apparently pursued his studies with more success than previously.
Before the end of 1968, Martin was married. I drove up from Fort
Polk, LA, where I was stationed at the time and served as best man. I’m not sure, but that might have been the last time I saw Martin.
Figure 23 – Tom Butt and brother
Martin Butt, on Martin’s wedding day, December 20, 1968. This was the second and last time I wore my dress blues.
I spent the remainder 0f 1968 at Fort Polk, and in March 1969, I
shipped out to Vietnam.
In October 1969, I was notified by the Red Cross of Martin’s death
in an automobile accident, and I was able get a week’s leave to return to Fayetteville for the funeral. Following is the obituary:
Two U of A Students Killed in Rogers Crash
Northwest Arkansas Times, October 20, 1969
ROGERS – A Fayetteville man and a University of Arkansas coed were killed and two persons injured in a car-truck collision
here early Sunday.
Dead are Martin Andrew Butt, 22, son of Chancellor and Mrs. Thomas F. Butt of Fayetteville and Miss Dedra Sue Thomas, daughter
of David Thomas of Fort Smith.
Injured were Butt’s wife, Mrs. Nancy Stair Butt and Robert Farrell, both of Fayetteville. A spokesman for Rogers Memorial
Hospital said Mrs. Butt was in fair condition and in satisfactory condition today.
Farrell is a son of the late University trainer and Mrs. Bill Farrell of Fayetteville.
Rogers city police said the accident occurred at 1:25 a.m. on Hwy. 71 west inside the Rogers city limits, when Butt’s late
model sports car veered across the center line of the highway and collided head-on with a semi-trailer truck driven by Johnny Ray Green, 22, of Cave Springs. Green, alone in the rick, was not injured.
UA JUNIOR
Butt was born July 14, 1947, in Fayetteville, and was a junior in the College of Education at the University of Arkansas,
a member of Central united Methodist Church and served two years with the U.S. Marines in Vietnam.
In addition to his parents and widow, Butt is survived by two brothers, Thomas K. Butt with the U.S. Army in Vietnam and
William J. Butt, a student at the University of Virginia; his paternal grandfather, Festus O. Butt of Eureka Springs and his maternal grandparents, Mr. and Mrs. Harry King of Batesville.
A Martin Butt memorial fund has been established with the Westark Area Council, Boy Scouts of America, exclusively for Camp
Orr. Memorials may be sent to Box 369, Fayetteville.
Funeral arrangements will be announced by the Watson Mortuary.
Miss Thomas, a resident of Pomfret Hall, was a University senior who lived with an aunt, Mrs. Gwen Thomas, in Fort Smith.
She is also survived by two sisters, Mrs. Larry Russell of Nevada and Miss Davida Thomas of California. Her funeral service
will be at 2 p.m. Tuesday at Cox Funeral Chapel in Paris with burial in Ellsworth Cemetery.
Martin was buried with military honors at the Fayetteville National
Cemetery. The information reads:
BUTT, MARTIN ANDREW LCPL US MARINE CORPS, VIETNAM, DATE OF BIRTH: 07/14/1947, DATE OF DEATH: 10/19/1969 BURIED AT:
SECTION 20 SITE 555 FAYETTEVILLE NATIONAL CEMETERY 700 GOVERNMENT AVENUE FAYETTEVILLE, AR 72701.
Martin’s widow went on to graduate from the University of Arkansas,
remarry and have a successful professional career and family. She and her husband are close friends and currently reside in Australia.
Figure 24 – Martin Butt 1947 – 1969
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