Is this a joke? I'd be surprised if we left behind less than a thousand guys there, most of whom are probably still alive.
Back when coward american hippie scum were fleeing to Canada, the uncle of my first ever real girlfriend volunteered for US army aviation. Showed up fresh with his own kit, saluted, signed, and they shipped him off. Got shot down in '72 or '73 iirc. His rescue was delayed because US servicemen got priority. After the war was over the helicopters came and he flipped them the bird. Started taking potshots with a pistol. He's still over there, I think he sent the family letters until 80s. Family was denied benefits because he's not dead or MIA, he volunteered to stay. That and a few friendly fire incidents from afghanistan are why I don't like burger army, it's impossible to be friends with a burger, you can sacrifice your life for him and he'll forget it 2 seconds later.
Last name Beuregard, first name Steven or Steve. Maybe someone can check the listing and confirm, I got this story from her dad.