As horrible at it is, war has a way of allowing ordinary people to do extraordinary things. To show their true colors. Such is the case of Gary George Wetzel one of America’s 61 living Medal of Honor recipients. His extraordinary courage during the Vietnam War earned him the Medal of Honor and a place in the pantheon of American heroes.​

Early Life: Growing up in the Midwest

It was a typical upbringing for the time. Born on September 29, 1947, in South Milwaukee, Wisconsin, Gary Wetzel was the second of nine children in a bustling household. His father, a World War II veteran, worked in a factory, while his mother took on part-time nursing to support the family. Growing up, Wetzel was immersed in the quintessential American childhood—joining the Boy Scouts, playing baseball, and idolizing figures like John Wayne, who epitomized rugged individualism and respect. By 18, the call to serve led him to enlist in the U.S. Army in 1965.

Into the Fire: Wetzel’s Journey to Vietnam

After completing basic training at Fort Knox, Kentucky, and serving as a heavy equipment instructor at Fort Leonard Wood, Missouri, Wetzel felt an insatiable pull toward the front lines. At a time when many were fighting to keep out of the war, his persistent requests for deployment were finally granted, and in October 1966, he arrived in Vietnam. Initially assigned to an ordnance unit responsible for delivering ammunition, Wetzel’s thirst for direct engagement led him to volunteer for a second tour as a door gunner with the 173rd Assault Helicopter Company, 11th Combat Aviation Battalion, 1st Aviation Brigade.

As we might have said back in the day, Wetzel wanted to “Get Some.”

The Defining Moment: January 8, 1968

The morning of January 8, 1968, near Ap Dong An, Republic of Vietnam, unfolded with a harrowing intensity that would test the mettle of any soldier. Wetzel’s helicopter was part of an insertion force that found itself ensnared in a deadly ambush. As they descended into the landing zone, enemy fire erupted with ferocity. An RPG struck their aircraft, causing it to crash-land amidst a hail of bullets and shrapnel.

Amidst the chaos, Wetzel noticed his aircraft commander severely wounded and in dire need of assistance. Without hesitation, he moved to help but was violently thrown into a rice paddy by the explosion of two enemy rockets that detonated mere inches away. The blasts inflicted devastating injuries: his left arm was nearly severed, and he sustained grievous wounds to his right arm, chest, and left leg. ​

Despite the excruciating pain and life-threatening injuries, Wetzel’s resolve remained unshaken. He managed to return to his gun well, where his machine gun stood as the sole bastion of effective fire against the encroaching enemy. Through sheer determination, he continued to engage the hostile forces, neutralizing an automatic weapons emplacement that had been inflicting heavy casualties on American troops.