Mitchell A. Bacher

Mitch was the first actual friend I had in the 7th SFG(A). He drove an old Corvette and I rode an old Electra Glide. We developed a friendship that would last forever. Years after we had both retired we had numerous linkup. I remember Mitch calling me to ask if I could pick him and his son, Jason in Rochester, MN in order to take him to Mankato to pick up his dream car. This was the last time I saw Mitch. I talked to him the day before his passing. He is and always will be my brother. God...

It´s been too long. I´ll keep the fire here as long as I´m able. The Boy

Rest in Peace Mitch. To a true warrior and friend. Thanks for watching our "6" and most of all taking care of Alex (my son).

Can't recall the times you and I got into something we shouldn't have along with Wig, Jimbo, Dave, Chuck, and everyone else at Mackall. Ever my brother.

Mitch- so many fond memories my old friend. You will be in my heart forever and for always.

Proud to have worn the same uniform, sorry that you left so soon. The antics and stories are fond memories...

We had so many great times and laughs growing up in Point. You were always there for me and I am a better person for knowing you Beaver.

We had so much fun together. I remember you, me and Johnny getting haircuts at Hong Kong Johnny's favorite place and you buying the $500.00 shoes in London, and then walking around and your feet hurt. RIP brother. Denis F.