
SALOME ,AZ...I am convinced that if there is an area 51, Salome is dead center..with the exception of two 18th century buildings ,one motel, one small cafe, post office , and sheriffs office there was little other reason for the town to exist. I presume all of the good stuff ,shopping malls, grocery stores,theaters, gas stations, and other stores of basic necessities were secretly hidden several thousand feet underground. I have been in bigger ghost towns. There was not even a stop light. Our driver did finally manage to find the church where he unloaded the Montangard gongs and our cd player of the Ballad of the Green Beret, since the other copy was a 78 record that was left out side the church on a record player and was unintelligible and useless as a brillo pad...Since there was no taxi service in Salome, or undertaker's limo , we sent our driver and and limo out to find the Bomarks, which was really scary since we only saw 2 streets....At any rate, in short order he came back from somewhere with the family. The small church that was filled to capacity with every person from the county Every single person got up and gave a testimonial of what a great guy Ivan was and how he had personally helped each and every one of them. During the services Ivan's ashes sat up on the alter in a small oak box with his picture and 4 great wreaths from Special Forces folks. I left my beret on top of Ivan's ashes because he looked a little strange with out one.
As soon as the ceremony was over everyone gathered outside where Ray Chambers presided over the Special Forces prayer and directed the honor guard. Twenty one rounds were fired in his honor , the flag folded and presented with honor to Ivan's wife ,Dagmar. Ivan's daughter Jennifer, an Army 1st Lt. son Jim , and sister Wanda all were present. After the flag presentation 7 Montangard gongs were each struck loudly 3 times giving Ivan an additional Montangard send off...
By this time it was about 110 degrees in the shade, and all followed into the church where a great pot luck was put on by the ladies of the church for all the folks in attendance. As the line formed around the church for lunch Bev & I and several of the SF remained by the limo and hopped into the 65 degree air-conditioning it provided. Once there we proceeded to toast to Ivan and empty the bar.The limo was then sent off to look for a liquor store to restock the bar. ( no easy situation since they hide the liquor store).
At that point we went in to have lunch with all of Ivan's friends . I had made 4 copies of 50 ea. 8x10's photos in folders of Ivan and his memories and presented them to the family....I had the privilege of carrying Ivan out to the back seat of our limo where he was joined by his family and driven home in style . A few minutes later our limo returned to load up and collect us for our journey back to Santa Barbara, Ca . I bid my final farewell to Command Sgt. Major Ivan Bomark who was one of the finest men and soldiers I have ever know. We continued to toast Ivan till sleep overtook us. Miles later our blurry eyed driver begged to pull into a restaurant and asked us to please have a long dinner ,so he could have a hour's nap in order to safely deliver us home. That sounded like a very wise choice to us and we gratefully obliged so we all might live through our journey.
Again ,I sincerely thank all of the SF and friends
who went the extra mile to say good bye to a great
SF soldier.