Mr. Boynton was born Feb. 9, 1922 in Burntfork, Wyo. He married Dorothy Mae Hayworth on June 17, 1998 in Granbury. He served in the U.S. Navy for 26 years and then worked for the Granbury school district. He was a member and served as a deacon in the Acton Baptist Church.

He was preceded in death by his first wife, Patty Jackson Boynton.

He is survived by his wife, Dorothy Boynton of Granbury; one son, Stephen Boynton and wife Sharay of Granbury; two grandsons, Stoney Boynton and Slade Boynton, both of Granbury; one brother, Delbert Boynton of Utah; sister-in-law, Nellie Allen of Granbury; and a host of friends.

Services were Saturday, Dec. 8, 2001 at Acton Baptist Church. Burial was in Acton Cemetery. Wiley Funeral Home was in charge of arrangements.

There are many things that stand out in my mind about him; the time we were outboard ship to the Osborne which was the squadron flag ship. Protocol called for Mansfield to breast out and let the Osborne depart first. Mansfield breasted out; Captain Nellis stepped out on the Port wing, flipped the bird to the squadron commander and Mansfield departed port before the Osborne.

Another time one of forward mounts was having hydraulic problems. The GMs had been working on it for several days. Down the deck came Captain Nellis, in work clothes, to the mount and in a short period of time the mount was fixed.

But, I think, the one incident that will always stick in my mind about him as a commanding officer that believed in his crew, was the first time the ship went to counter battery on operation Sea Dragon. Mansfield was the flag ship for an east coast squad dog. Both us and the Hanson were under fire and the bridge kept asking fire control if they had a lock yet and were told they did not. Captain Nellis wanted to fire on the North Vietnam gun sites with all mounts. Before fire control said they had a lock and were ready to fire 6 gun salvos, the Commodore ordered the ship to turn out to sea and Captain Nellis refused. The Commodore ordered it again and this time Captain Nellis said the Commodore had the deck and con (which the Captain has control of these bridge positions at GQ) and Captain Nellis left the bridge. Fire Control said they had their solution (lock) and were ready to fire 6 gun salvos. Instead, the Commodore ordered both ships to turn away from the beach and head out to sea. Mount 53 ended up firing so many rounds in a short period of time the paint on the barrel peeled off in strips from the end of the barrel back to the mount. Maybe the ship was just lucky that day, because we were not hit that time or during the other 2 runs by Dong Hoi that day.

I can safely say he was well liked by everyone and respected by officers as well.

I was an usher when he and Betty were married. Jack Fleming was best man. When I got out of the Navy, my wife Ellie and I went to visit the Carters on our honeymoon, while they were stationed in Bainbridge. We also visited them when they were in Great Lakes.

We lost touch for a few years while he served out his enlistment, but then discovered they were living in Reno, and since then, we have been very close and visited as much as we could. We were always welcome in their home and spent many an evening playing pinochole or sitting in the hot-tub talking over old times while enjoying a drink or two. We played golf for fun, he never kept score, and we were treated to many trips while in their company. Lake Tahoe, Virginia City, and up to Donner Pass among others.

What a great sense of humor he had. Who can forget the show he put on in Bremerton. A testimonial to how well thought of he was came in '97, when, after finding two shipmates we hadn't seen in years, he organized a mini-reunion at his place. It was attended by the four of us plus Cliff and Francisca Ransom, Dick and Betty Soyland, Bill and Darlene Bailey, Charles and Yvonne Standley, Ron and Joanne Lera, and Jack Fleming with his friend Peggy.

We don't like to say good-bye to the one we love. It's right for us to weep, but there is no need to dispair. He had pain down here, he has no pain there. We might wonder why God took him home, but at this very moment he is at peace in the presence of God.

Malcolm was an honorable man who provided for his family. He was a hard worker who enjoyed the outdoors and gardening. He loved to work with wood and had a passion for creating and designing furniture.

We have four children and six grandchildren.

Malcolm was a retired Machinist Mate Chief of twenty-two years in the United States Navy. He also had a career with the Pacific Bell Telephone Company for twenty years.

He was enjoying his retirement in his new home in Arkansas; building a small woodworking shop and planning a garden.

Bob was born on 27 December 1927, in Oakland, CA and served in the U.S. Navy from 1946-47 on the U.S.S. MANSFIELD, DD-728 and was stationed in Yokosuka, Japan during that time.

He married Phyllis Taber in 1951 in Oakland and spent 30 years as a California State Park Ranger/Manager, living in various parks throughout the state. On retirement in 1983, Bob and Phyllis moved to Australia to be near their older daughter, Christine, and to work on their sheep farm. They decided to return to the U.S. in 1989 and settled in Jackson, CA.

He is survived by his wife of almost 54 years and two daughters, Christine, of Victoria, Australia, and Debra, of Jackson, CA.