Remembering An American HeroPosted on 2/22/14 - by Curt Carter email@example.comDear Major John Oliver Arnn, sirMORE
As an American, I would like to thank you for your service and for your sacrifice made on behalf of our wonderful country. The youth of today could gain much by learning of heroes such as yourself, men and women whose courage and heart can never be questioned.
May God allow you to read this, and may He allow me to someday shake your hand when I get to Heaven to personally thank you. May he also allow my father to find you and shake your hand now to say thank you; for America, and for those who love you.
With respect, and the best salute a civilian can muster for you, Sir
RememberedPosted on 8/19/11 MORE
If I should die...remembrances for MAJ. John Oliver ARNN, USA...who made the ultimate sacrifice!!!!!Posted on 8/21/10 - byIf I should die, and leave you here awhile, be not like others, sore undone, who keep long vigils by the silent dust, and weep...for MY sake, turn again to life, and smile...Nerving thy heart, and trembling han to do something to comfort other hearts than thine...Complete these dear, unfinished tasks of mine...and I, perchance, may therein comfort you.MORE
garden of light orphangePosted on 2/20/07 - by a orphan at one time in Beppu firstname.lastname@example.org want to thank the man i never knew. i was at the orphange and so was lawanda-yokoyama-christine-goto-and my other japanese sisters. he was a good man with o lot of compassion. i am kimiko kusumoto-francesca for giving us roof over our heads milk to drink nuns to take care of us sister crala yamada kruz who is still alive in tokyo that looked after our little bodies and did their best. may God Bless everyone. i am proud to say he was my father brother and friend.MORE
Do not stand at my grave and weepPosted on 3/9/06 - by Bob RossDo not stand at my grave and weep.MORE
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.
Mary Frye – 1932
Never ForgottenPosted on 1/25/06 - by Bill Nelson email@example.comFOREVER REMEMBEREDMORE
"If you are able, save for them a place inside of you....and save one backward glance when you are leaving for the places they can no longer go.....Be not ashamed to say you loved them....
Take what they have left and what they have taught you with their dying and keep it with your own....And in that time when men decide and feel safe to call the war insane, take one moment to embrace those gentle heroes you left behind...."
Quote from a letter home by Maj. Michael Davis O'Donnell
KIA 24 March 1970. Distinguished Flying Cross: Shot down and Killed while attempting to rescue 8 fellow soldiers surrounded by attacking enemy forces.
We Nam Brothers pause to give a backward glance, and post this remembrance to you, one of the gentle heroes lost to the War in Vietnam:
Slip off that pack. Set it down by the crooked trail. Drop your steel pot alongside. Shed those magazine-ladened bandoliers away from your sweat-soaked shirt. Lay that silent weapon down and step out of the heat. Feel the soothing cool breeze right down to your soul ... and rest forever in the shade of our love, brother.
From your Nam-Band-Of-Brothers
NATIVE AMERICAN PRAYERPosted on 6/1/04 - by Chris Spencer firstname.lastname@example.orgIt is said a man hasn't died as long as he is remembered. This prayer is a way for families, friends and fellow veterans to remember our fallen brothers and sisters. Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there, I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning hush, I am the swift, uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight, I am the stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there, I did not die.MORE
Major John ArnnPosted on 6/2/00 - by Jim PerryI would like to honor the memory of Major John Arnn, who I knew in the last few days of his life.MORE
Major Arnn commanded the U.S. Special Forces unit in Chau Doc Province, on the Cambodian border in the Delta. I was assigned as the Assistant USAID rep in Chau Doc in December 1965. In the few days remaining to him. Major Arnn would lead his unit by my home each day on their morning run, and he would urge me to join them. He had made a personal commitment to get me in shape.
Major Arnn died December 26, on a ride through an outlying area of the province. Each time he rode by that mountain, controlled by the VC, he would sit in back of his jeep and spray the mountain with machine gun fire. That day the VC had anticipated him, and detonated an explosive under the jeep as it went by. Major Arnn and his driver were killed. His friend, my boss Tony Cistaro, was severely wounded and left for dead.
May his soul rest in peace.
The Wall of Faces
Brought to you by the organization that built The Wall, the Vietnam Veterans Virtual Memorial Wall is dedicated to honoring, remembering and sharing the legacies of all those who died in the Vietnam War. Here you can go beyond the names on The Wall to see the faces, share the stories and read the remembrances posted by friends, neighbors, classmates and family members.
All of these photos will be showcased in The Education Center at The Wall on the National Mall in Washington, D.C. To learn more about the effort to collect these photos and ensure their faces will never be forgotten, visit www.buildthecenter.org.