Army CPL Jason D. Fisher
A Corporal with Maine ties was killed in an army training accident Nov. 14 in Louisiana. Army CPL Jason D. Fisher was one of two soldiers who was run over by a 63-ton tank during training exercises at Fort Polk, LA.
The two were members of the 101st Airborne Division who had served in Afghanistan. They were training with about 400 fellow soldiers from Fort Campbell, KY, at the Army’s Joint Readiness Training Center at Fort Polk. Fisher and one other solider, were assigned to the 101st Airborne Division’s A Company, 2nd Battalion, 187th Regiment.
The 101st Airborne is a rapid deployment, air assault division trained to go anywhere in the world within 36 hours. After fighting in Afghanistan, about 4,000 soldiers from the 187th Regiment had returned to the U.S. in August. Fisher is survived by his wife, Tara, and step-son, Christopher, both of Clarksville, TN. Through his father and extended family, Jason has ties to Maine.
During the Run for The Fallen Maine, I met with Jason’s father, a 28 year career Navy man named Paul Fisher. Paul and I spent some time together under the shade of a big white tent before the events of the RFTF kicked off for the day. Paul shared with me that his son was the oldest of three boys and he was killed in a training accident after surviving many dangerous situations in a combat theater to include an RPG round in Afghanistan. Jason worked alongside Special Forces and was proud of his service to his family and his country.
Jason was the oldest of three boys, all of them joining the military, following the great legacy of service and patriotism of their father. Paul was the enlisting SNCO who welcomed them in the service and joined two of his sons in the Army and his youngest son in the Navy. In fact, Jason and the next oldest son, Joshua, both attended infantry boot camp together and have many of the same stories from their early training days.
I asked Paul this question during our time together this past Sunday in Brunswick, Maine. I said Paul — When someone takes this stone and hikes it all over Maine and all over the world, and they honor and remember your son — what do they need to think about?
Here is Paul’s answer — “Jason was the nicest, kindest and most gentle, loving and loyal man you would every find.” He waited to enlist so he could join with his brother. He adopted his wife’s son. He was called Angel by his family. He was calm, collected, composed and so generous. He collected and distributed packets of hot cocoa and chocolate to his troops just to increase their morale.
IF you want to honor Jason you will find a place that service Heineken and serves hot wings. Find some live guitar music or play your own. Jason loved playing his guitar and making music.
Paul told me that many people often mistook his sone for a “doped up, drugged up, counter culture son of a gun” but he was the most respectful, kind and loving man you would ever meet.
In fact, Jason liked to wear Goth punk attire and his ever tolerant, but former military dad responded with a pretty fair offer – “Wear whatever you want, as long as you get good grades.”
Turns out, among all his other qualities of kindness and loyalty, CPL Jason D. Fisher was an ace of a student.
Maine Heroes are NOT Forgotten.