In Memoriam

a wonderful uncle who brought many specail memories to me and my cousins during our visits to Mrytle Beach.We looked up to him in so many ways. Always in our hearts

It's been quite a while since the crash. I was the rescue aircrewman lowered into the forest to search the wreckage for the pilot. He wasn't alive when I found him and it was immediately evident that he had died on impact. I wanted the family to know that the first person with him after the crash prayed for him.

Thank you Tully as his neice those are truly comforting words. He was a true man of God in his faith, Dedicated Airforce Officer, a devoted husband and father. and never knew a stranger. So its only fitting that you were sent to him. May God bless you and yours in the New Year.

Col Bost was my Ops Officer. A great man he was. For a man of his stature, he was a giant. Even as an officer, he was one of the first to crack a joke, making everyone feel as though they were human just like him. Thanks for the positive impact that he had on all of us. Mrs Bost, bless you.

To you, Barry,

Just happened to have been thinking about you and all of the good times we had singing in the choir at Emmanuel in Hampton.

Miss you much, brother.

I never knew Col. Bost, but will always remember 9/19/1990. I was going up the steps to my house in a little hick town called Estill, when I heard this terrific BOOM and the ground shook. My husband was a deputy sheriff, and called and told me what it was. I remember feeling so much sorrow and wondering if he had family. I often now, tell my children the story of that night, and as time has gone by, I have found out more about the man called Lt. Col. Barry Bost. RIP.

I'm not sure why this incident crossed my mind, but I thought by now someone may have posted some additional details. Back in 1990, I was a USAF fire figher/EMT stationed at Shaw AFB. Around 23:00, I was ordered to Hampton County to locate the downed aircraft. It took the help of two OV-10 aircraft to guide us to the crash. I was the first person to reach the aircraft by ground. Like Tully's observation, the crash was severe and it was clear that the pilot had not survived. Only today did I learn the name of Lt. Col. Bost. However, I find it comforting to read that he was a man of faith who brought happiness to his family and friends. May his memory as a dedicated Air Force officer serve as an example for others.

While a lieutenant and young aircraft maintenance officer at Shaw AFB in the late 80s I served on a (fortunately) non-fatal aircraft accident investigation board with Lt Col Bost as Board President. For 30 days the other members of the board and I, guided by Col Bost, put in 14 hour days combing through wreckage, reviewing documents and interviewing witnesses to determine the cause of the crash. During our long hours together Col Bost kept us highly motivated, light-hearted and focused on what was "germane" (his favorite word) to the incident. As a new Christian at the time, I throughout enjoyed the experience and the opportunity to learn from a truly professional aviator and strong man of God. It was obvious from hearing him speak of his family and his faith he had a strong love of both God and family. I was saddened to read of his death just a short time after we worked together, but after growing more in my faith know I shall see him again in glory someday. May God hold you in the palm of His hands. MICHAEL E. PELLETIER, Col, USAF (Ret)

We have such fond memories of our time spent with Barry and Pati in the Phillipines. Would love to reconnect with Pati.

I do not know what brought me to think of this on this day after 24 years. But I believe the Good Lord led me to this point. What happened on this day is one of the 5 most significant things that has ever happened in my life.

I really had to turn around and start having some solid conversations with my Lord and Savior. The Bost family will recognize my name and I want to send all love that the Lord has given me on to them.. I know they have it and share it with all around.

Barry was my husband's OPs officer and Patti was mine in a way. Patti's life changed so much that day...mine has taken a bit longer to go through that change. Prayers for us all. The Lord blessed the Clovis family for letting us share that time with Barry and Patti. God bless you this day.

I just want to thank all of you who have left messages here. I find myself on this page now as I am trying to discover the best way to give my 2 sons context into their now late grandfathers life. It is encouraging to show them stories of individuals whose lives were changed both through his life and his passing. From the Bost family, thank you!

I met Barry when he was stationed at MacDill AFB in Tampa. I did not know him very well, but we had some friends and acquaintances in common, and we crossed paths a number of times. This was around 1976, I believe. I just found out today about his untimely passing, and I was absolutely shocked. I offer belated condolences to his family for his loss.

Barry and I were classmates, Class of 1971 at the USAF Academy. We were in the same squadron and often went to Denver. One summer we ended up in Myrtle Beach, his home town. We went to some backwater place and had all the shrimp we could eat for two bucks. We drove back across the country...just living life. He had a captivating, natural smile. You are not forgotten my friend....

Lt Col Bost was one of my bosses at my first base as a new Lt - Capt. He was awesome, gave directiion and stood out of the way to let his folks perform that mission. I was one of the only support officers on the Ops side of the house and he always had time for mentoring a junior officer. Under his leadership I learned so much about the AF mission and that knowledge made my own career much more filling as I understood how my role supported the fly, fight and win mission. Stump you have not been forgotten.

I first met Barry in the spring of 1973 at Hahn Air Base Germany. We lived in the same BOQ and quickly became friends I got married shortly after and forgot to bring a belt to base for my wedding suit (I had moved to an apartment off base). Barry loaned me a belt even though his waist was several inches wider than mine at the time. We continued our friendship for the next 2 years when I left Hahn and re-entered civilian life. We had a wonderful time at Hahn. We did some trips with Barry to Paris, Amsterdam , etc and always had a terrific time. It was impossible to not have fun when you were with him. One of the saddest days of my life was the day that we learned he had been killed in an aircraft accident. I think of him often and Hope that his family is doing well. The pleasure of knowing him was one of the great gifts of my life.

Just remembering one of the great ones on this Memorial Day. Lt Col Bost wanted the best for everyone and expected the best from everyone. It was a pleasure to work for him.

Barry and I were high school classmates in the Myrtle Beach High School class of 1967. We played football together. He was a much better player than I was. The last time I saw Barry was while he was a cadet at the AFA and I was in college at Colo State in ft Collins, Colo. As we near Veterans Day this year I think of the sacrifices he made for our country. We know his families loss as my family lost my oldest brother (also aMBHS graduate and USAF fighter pilot. He has been MIA in Vietnam since 24 Aug 1968.

Barry thank you and your family for your service. Rob