Mom, you know how things are here and even though nothing is easy, I keep fighting and I am doing everything possible to return home.
    — Carlos Arellano, in a letter to his mother

    Arellano was born in Mexico and came to California as a child. His mother begged him not to go back for a third tour--urging him to lie and say she was ill-- but he told her it was his duty.
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    13 memories of Carlos Arellano Pandura

    I lived in Baltimore in the pits of crime and horror, 4 murders within 100 yards of my door, and the Bloods seemed to be getting stronger everyday. And while we Anglos walked with our heads down and prisoners of the community, the Mexican's were fearless, hardworking, wonderful parents, and an example for the entire community to follow. Before I left, 4 brave Mexicans were murdered in cold blood for no reason, and the media and the community never blinked an eye nor seemed to care. I realized from the experience that these brave warriors, very similar to Carlos, are the true Americans. Brave, patriotic, and deserving of true honor and praise. GOD bless the peacekeepers, and may his death in patriotic service to our country lead to a good for all mankind.

    — Frank
    May 26, 2008 at 10:20 a.m.

    Carlos,
    hey brother I sure was glad that I had you backing me up out there in Iraq. Our squad was family and we felt and continue to feel your abscense you were like our blood . We had been through many hard times but it did not seem that bad cause we had eachother's back. No matter what you will always be with me, I will never forget you. my brother.

    — Marcos
    September 11, 2008 at 12:54 p.m.

    Carlitos,
    I never would've thought that the last time I'd hear your voice, it would be, "I can't wait to see you out here. I'll make sure to come visit you because I know you'll be scared, but I'm here, so it won't be that bad, I promise. Tell Mrs. Juli and the kids I said 'Hi!' and 'I'm okay' Oh! Don't forget my ranch sunflower seeds and my strawberry bubble gum. Ok? I miss you and can't wait to see your face." I still have your "goody list," I can't throw it away. Those last words resound in my mind everytime I look at your "lucky, salty woof-woof tags" that got you through your first "accident." I remember the day you gave them to me - it was April and I was leaving back to Ft. Riley and I told you I was deploying. You took them off and put them on me telling me that if they saved you, they'll protect me too, you hugged me. You then told me to "stay low, watch your 6 and don't be a Mike-Mike (an inside joke)." That was the last hug I'll have ever gotten from you. It was hard to let go, I was scared. I hung your "salty woof-woof tags" from my rear-view mirror, and they've been there since. Everytime I get in my car, I touch them for good luck and tell you I miss you.
    I remember when you showed me your Purple Heart, the pictures from the accident, and the scars...I cried. You told me that it was nothing, not to worry at all, because you were "right here." Well, you still are, Carlitos, you still are.
    Jeremy and I found out we were having a baby in mid-February 2006, his due date was 20 October 2006. Can you guess the day the Docs said I conceived? That's right, 20 January 2006, a wave of nausea washed over me when the Doc told me. His 2nd birthday was yesterday. The saying goes that one dies to give life to another, well, I guess that's our case. If I had it my way, it would've been someone else, almost anyone else, but not you. Remember, our bet? Well, I guess I won...by default, if I had it my way, you would've because at least you'd be here. Plus, I wouldn't mind being your Best Girl...shoot, I'd have even worn the tux!
    There isn't a day that goes by that I don't reminisce about something that we did together. I still remember whooping your butt in basketball, celebrating like a crazy person, only to hear you tell me (later) that you let me win. I just wish I could travel back to the good days and make everything better, easier, make it last longer. We all knew you were grown up and had your mind set on going back, but it still hurts to know that that decision changed all of our lives, forever. You are here with all of us, day in and day out. The little things are the ones we carry in our hearts and think about. We will see each other again, I know it. I miss you more than you will ever know, and the tears well up every time I see your pictures or think of you. I miss you, Tough Guy. You'd better stretch your wings, work out, and practice your jump shot...you'll need it for the day I get there! Keep an eye out for me and watch my 6!

    — Chrissy
    September 29, 2008 at 1:42 p.m.

    I think about you everyday of my life carlos. There isn't a day that passes that you dont cross my mind. Your on my mind and in my heart forever. i love you forever brother.
    R.I.P Carlitos.

    — Yanal
    August 23, 2009 at 3:31 p.m.

    As a Veteran of USN, living in El Monte, I Salute Carlos' Courage and Dedication for his family and country. May you Rest in Peace, my brother.

    — Miguel
    November 2, 2009 at 9 p.m.

    Me and Arellano served in Hotel Co. Boot Camp, SOI and two tours in Iraq together with 1st Bn 4th Marines. He was a good friend and a better brother-in-arms. Not a day goes by where I don't think about you. Rest in Peace my boy.

    — Joseph Casillas
    December 31, 2009 at 3:37 a.m.

    Although I didn't know you personally my brother, I lived in Rosemead and know Mark Keppel well. May you rest in peace and may your family recover from their great loss. Arellano I will forever be greatful for making the name name proud. Thank you.

    — Rick Arellano
    March 24, 2010 at 9:50 a.m.

    I didn't know this young man personally, but he went to the same school as my two sons did. My eldest (also a Marine, graduated from Keppel in 1996 and my youngest graduated in 2007). I still live a couple of blocks away from Mark Keppel right off of Hellman Avenue.

    My prayers go out to his family. To lose a child is the hardest thing a parent could ever experience. I know this personally. I too lost a child and I think about her everyday, as I am sure Carlos' parents do. Thank you to this fine young man for serving. May God watch over his family as I am sure Carlos is doing now. Rest in Peace young brave Marine.

    — Maria
    November 10, 2010 at 2:51 p.m.

    It makes me so sad to see this, I was his Platoon Sergeant in 1/4...great kid!! Never complained, you could see it in him, the pride he felt....he was just a PFC then ...all of this is just surreal to me..to his parents: I am sorry for your loss, I currently reside in Cypress, Ca. and was discharged in '04.

    — Luis Meneses
    December 12, 2010 at 10:30 p.m.

    I don't know this soldiers as I'm just visiting the website. I thank him and his family for his dedication to our county. Thank you for keeping America free and protecting our beliefs. It's because heroes like you my very young daughter will be able to live freely in this wonderful country. Thank you from the bottom of my heart! Many your memory never be forgotten. RIP

    — Kevin Gregory
    December 31, 2010 at 2:58 p.m.

    He was super dooper cute!! God rest his soul, and family members. I am very honored to know that he fought for our country and didnt stop. I love you in spirit for wanting to serve. And I can see he did that. ~R. I. P. CARLOS~

    — Amber B
    May 27, 2011 at 10:27 a.m.

    carlos i will always love you and i will always have a part of you with me i love you your my hero and your kaylas hero too we love LOVE YOU

    — jennifer
    February 7, 2012 at 1:05 p.m.

    THANK YOU!!!!!!! For your sacrifice, words do little to describe our sincere gratitude. However, There is a hope for a future where such wonderful people will not have to die in the wars of the world. ISAIAH 2:4 And he will certainly render judgment among the nations and set matters straight respecting many nations and set matters straight respecting many peoples. And they will have to beat their swords into plowshares and their spears into pruning shears. Nation will not lift up sword against nation, neither will they learn war anymore....REV 21:3,4-"death will be no more"

    — krystal
    April 11, 2012 at 9:45 p.m.

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