Bob Copley – Officer, Grandfather, Hero
n the dry, brown
Canberra suburb of Weston, retired Lieutenant Colonel Robert (Bob) Copley would
look over his manicured grass tennis court and bounce his grandchildren on his
knee.
“More, Grandad,” they
would giggle and he would happily comply. His little bambinos, as he called
them, had him wrapped around their little fingers.
Though forty years
earlier, instead of tennis whites and picture books, Bob wore the khaki uniform
of an officer in the Royal Regiment of Australian Artillery and served in the
deadly jungles of Vietnam in 1967 as a forward field observer. Through dense
jungle, open grassland and war-ravaged towns, Captain Copley travelled deep
within hostile territory with the infantry soldiers, targeting and engaging the
enemy. When the first shots rang out and the cacophony and chaos of battle
ensued, Captain Copley would have to identify the coordinates of the enemy.
This would be radioed back to the artillery so as to wreak large firepower upon
the Vietcong. Getting it wrong could prove to be a fatal mistake for the
Australian troops.

Being in the forward
teams, there was no leniency given for errors of judgment and the troops were
constantly on edge, never knowing when they may stumble across the enemy.
Recalling his time in Vietnam, Bob said, “I was scared sometimes though I was
mostly very busy. And I felt tired as I never got much sleep.”
While on patrol, the
Vietcong ambushed Captain Copley’s regiment as they passed through a wide
clearing. With nowhere to hide and certainly no opportunity to run, the
Australian soldiers hit the ground, propped on their elbows so as to return
fire, with only the top of their helmets visible above the tall grass. Captain
Copley’s shoulder pressed up against a sapling, his elbows grazed against the
coarse ground as he shot into the ranks of the Vietcong soldiers. After
receiving back up and the enemy had cleared, Captain Copley drew himself to his
feet and noticed that the sapling had been sliced clean in two by a bullet that
had missed his head by mere inches.

“Keep your head down
and don’t do anything brave,” Bob’s wife Anita had demanded of him before he
left for Vietnam. At home with their two young sons, Anita was always faced
with the looming nightmare that he may not make it back. Anita opened the
newspaper one day to find Bob mentioned in despatches for extreme bravery in action.
She was riddled with emotions; anger, pride and overwhelmingly sick with worry.
Captain Bob Copley was
a hero. His regiment had been trapped under enemy fire for an extended period
of time and the Australian troops were being battered down by the enemy. Bullets
shrieked through the thick, jungle air and the earth shuddered with explosions.
The enemy was literally close enough to touch and the troops had to fight tooth
and nail for survival, grappling with the Vietcong soldiers in hand-to-hand
combat. Despite this, Captain Copley remained calm and collected enough to
continue calling the artillery fire onto the enemy. There is no doubt that he
turned the tide of the battle in favour of his regiment.

After a year of service
in Vietnam, Bob was able to return home to his family. Anita was fearful that
her eldest son, Bob Junior who was now three, would not remember his father.
Anita waited at the airport buzzing with anticipation, Bob Junior’s tiny hand
clasped in her own. Dozens of soldiers, all dressed identically, flooded
towards the eagerly awaiting families. Bob Junior slipped from Anita’s grasp
and ran amongst the sea of soldiers straight into the arms of his father.
“I don’t think there
was a dry eye that day,” Bob Junior laughed. “I think this was the turning
point, perhaps a critical moment of closure for Dad. He was able to put what
had happened in Vietnam behind him and slip back into family life.”
The remainder of Bob’s
military career saw him promoted to Lieutenant Colonel and travel all over the
world with his wife, two sons and his daughter. Bob has travelled down many
walks of life as an executive in an automotive business, an accomplished author
and poet and established his own e-book publishing business. Aetherbook
Publishing even received an iAward along with other such companies as Foxtel,
recognising his business as one of the best Australian information and
communication technology innovations. Yet, his most treasured job and pastime
was that of being a father and grandfather.
“The ‘sliding door’
moments in Dad’s life are what made him such a dedicated father and
grandfather,” Bob Junior stated. Growing up without a father from age 7, Bob
had thrown himself into being everything a father and grandfather ought to be.
Certainly, serving throughout the Vietnam War was scattered with pivotal
flashes of fate and life changing moments.
“I don’t remember him
talking about his experiences in Vietnam until my children were old enough to
start asking about it,” Bob Junior explained. Bob’s love and focus on his family
grounded his perspective of his service and near misses in Vietnam and his
greatest sadness is that of his fallen mates who never got to have grandchildren.
Bob Copley - an officer, author, poet, loving family
man and hero - joined his beautiful wife Anita in Heaven on her birthday in
2009.