Reflections on Service: Jeff Fortin's Journey at Enewetak Atoll

Reflections on Service: Jeff Fortin's Journey at Enewetak Atoll

My name is Jeff Fortin, and my journey as a dedicated servant began in February 1978, extending through March 1979. As an air passenger specialist stationed at Enewetak Atoll, my role may have differed from the more physically demanding tasks many of my comrades faced, but it was equally crucial in the mission we were all a part of. While I didn’t handle radiological debris or endure the relentless heat for 12-hour shifts, my mission was to ensure the safe arrival and departure of soldiers on the island.

My responsibilities were straightforward: I meticulously accounted for the soldiers who landed and aided in the smooth departure of those who completed their missions. Unlike the demanding routines of some, I enjoyed shifts spanning 8 to 10 hours, and our weekends provided us with a well-deserved break. Our calendar revolved around the arrival of planes every Wednesday and Friday, with occasional landings on Mondays.

During my time, I encountered many individuals – those who came with purpose and those who left after accomplishing their objectives. My year-long tenure at Enewetak Atoll allowed me to build meaningful connections with my fellow team members, and through our camaraderie, we found strength in our shared experience.

Among us were ten dedicated souls who contributed their efforts to the cause, but the sands of time have taken four of our cherished team members. We honor their memory and remember the indelible mark they left during their time on Enewetak. Our shared experiences reflect a unity born of camaraderie and a collective commitment to a greater purpose. The stories of those who joined and departed remain etched in our hearts, a testament to the time we spent together.

In the tapestry of service, the threads we wove—regardless of our roles, titles, or ranks—were anchored by honor, duty, and unity. Our devotion persisted, whether our tasks were apparent on the frontline or found in the background. As we remember those who have journeyed beyond and commemorate the contributions of all who played a part in this chapter, we reaffirm our enduring commitment to honor and duty.

Now, at 66, I bear the title of an American disabled veteran. I carry the weight of a 100% disability incurred through my service at Enewetak Atoll. My journey is marked by chronic challenges—from respiratory issues to skeletal ailments, among others. Yet, I harbor no regrets for embracing that tour of duty. It remains one of the crowning achievements of my life. The memories of service and duty are etched into my heart, and I hold them dear.