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Unidentified Soldier 789: How We Found My Uncle, Missing in Korean War

It took more than 70 years for this warrior to be laid to rest by his family


spinner image Felix Yanez's family knew he died in the Korean War, but it took over 70 years for them to be able to lay his body to rest.
Tammi Shreeve is the niece of Felix Yanez, whose remains were identified 72 years after he was killed in Korea.
Justin Kaneps

When I was growing up, my mother would often talk about him. She would say, “I had a brother who died in the Korean War.” His name was Felix Yanez and his remains were never found. She’d tell these stories and, when I was young, I didn’t have interest. My mom wanted to go to Hawaii because she heard that his name was on the wall at the Punchbowl (the National Memorial Cemetery of the Pacific, a burial ground for American soldiers). So, in 1999, I took her and we found his name.

Eleven years ago, my mother received an invitation from the Defense POW MIA Accounting Agency to one of their seminars. They have these meetings in different cities every year, and they are free. You can go and they’ll tell you what they’re doing to try to locate your family member’s remains. I took my mother, and that is when it got inside me. This was not just a story. This was a human being that was my blood. (There are still over 7,000 Americans who served in Korea who never returned and whose remains have never been recovered.)

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I’m scared to death of public speaking. But in these meetings, I get up in front of 500 or 600 people and I say his name. Felix Yanez. One day, after speaking at a meeting, two people came up to me afterwards. They said, “We knew him.” The more I talked about him, the more I learned about him.

My uncle came from Douglas, Arizona. When he was young, he played guitar and sang mariachi music. He was the oldest of six children and my mom remembers that he was a protector, that he took care of her. Soon after World War II, he and some friends dared each other to join the Army. They weren’t old enough and lied about their ages. He got sent to Japan and we believe he had a girlfriend there. After he went missing, my grandmother received a letter in Japanese with a picture of a woman. My grandmother had no idea how to get it translated and it has since been lost. Maybe my uncle married? Could he have even had a child?

On July 3, 1950, he was sent to Korea. On June 25, he was involved in a battle near the Kum River. He went missing just days past his 19th birthday. His family was notified on July 25 that he had been killed. Still, the family struggled. My grandmother kept asking for his remains. For years the family had no way of knowing — could he still be alive? Could he be in a prison somewhere? In February 2022, the military contacted me asking for DNA.

Me, my mom, and two other family members supplied some. Then, on July 13, 2022, the military phoned me and told me that they had gotten a positive ID. They had found my uncle.

This is the story I was told: In August of 1950, some farmers in Korea had found remains and had buried them. In March of 1951, American soldiers came through, and these farmers had led them to the graves. The remains were disinterred. Ultimately, my uncle was designated Unidentified Soldier 789, and he was buried at the Punchbowl cemetery in Hawaii. So, amazingly, when my mother and I went there to find his name in 1999, he was already there.

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On Sept. 3, 2022, we buried my uncle in Tucson, Arizona. The funeral had full military honors. Both of my uncle’s surviving siblings were there — my mom and her sister Connie. Soon after, I got to go to Korea. I would stare out the window and wonder if my uncle knew that this was the last place he would be alive. South Korea is a beautiful country, because of their sacrifices.

— As told to A.J. Baime

This article was originally published in the November issue of AARP's The Bulletin as part of a "Heroes of the Forgotten War" feature marking the 70th anniversary of the Korean War armistice.

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