Semper FiPosted on 10/26/13 - by A Marine, USMC, VietnamSemper Fi, Marine.
Remembering An American HeroPosted on 10/22/13 - by Curt Carter firstname.lastname@example.orgDear PFC Robert Edwin Swanson, 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
RemembrancePosted on 12/3/12 - by Wayne Swanson email@example.com
My Uncle Bobby was just about to turn 10 years old when I was born. Bobby was the youngest member of my Father's family and Bobby had 2 older sisters and 5 older brothers who loved him.
I had just turned 9 years old when I was given the news that my Uncle Bobby had been shot. I say it that way because those are the only words I recall, but I can recall everything else about that moment as though it were happening this very moment.
I was a happy fourth grader coming home from school looking forward to playing outside with my friends when a string of words turned my world upside down. Those horrifying words caused me to cry instantly and my diving face plant into my bed muffled the sounds of my uncontrollable crying while my Mother did her best to console me.
Three days later I heard a new string of words, your Uncle Bobby died..., and it was then that I received my first scar, a scar that would last a lifetime. My only visual memory of my Uncle Bobby is of him laying in the casket, at least that I have ever been able to recall.
I tell this as my story, my memory of my Uncle Bobby because it is the only one I can ever recall when his name is mentioned. That is a tragedy of war.
As I near retirement I am still overcome with that '9 year old's' emotion when my Uncle Bobby is mentioned. I feel that same emotion when I hear of a Marine or any other service member being killed in action because I know what those who are left behind will now face. That is a tragedy of war.
I am proud of my Uncle Bobby. He was a Marine. I wish I had other memories of my Uncle Bobby because I am sure there were many. That is a tragedy of war.
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On Your Angel DayPosted on 10/26/09 - by 60's GirlThank you from the bottom of my heart for your service to our country and for the sacrifice of your precious life.MORE
It is a privilege to be able to honor you for standing up for what was right and for the courage that you demonstrated.
I know that there are many who say that the loss of your life was in vain and that the Vietnam War was a senseless war, but for this American that is not true. What you did for the freedom of others was not in vain but has always been and will always be an example of good and honor today and for generations to come.
You will never be forgotten by me and I will honor your name and your sacrifice all my days.
In honor of your Angel Day I leave this poem for you:
“Some people come into our lives and quickly go.
Some stay for awhile and leave footprints on our hearts.
And we are never, ever the same.” ~ Unknown
Poem by Robert SwansonPosted on 8/9/09 - by Megan SwansonLook God, I have never spoken to you.MORE
But now - I want to say, 'How do you do?'
You see, God, they told me you didn't exist,
And like a fool, I believed all this.
Last night from a shell hole, I saw your sky,
I figured then they had told me a lie.
Had I taken the time to see the things you made,
I'd have known they weren't calling a spade a spade.
I wonder, God, if you shake my hand,
Somehow I feel you'll understand.
Funny I had come to see this hellish place,
Before I had time to see your face.
Well, I guess there isn't much more to say,
But, I'm sure glad, God, I met you today.
I guess the zero hour will soon be here,
But I'm not afraid, since I know you are near.
What's that? I hear a shot. Well, God, I'll have to go.
I like you lots, this I want you to know.
Look now this will be a horrible fight,
Who knows I may be at Your door tonight.
Though I wasn't friendly to you before,
I wonder God, If You'd wait at Your door.
Look, I'm crying. Me. Shedding tears,
I wish I had known you for all these many years.
Well, I have to go now. Goodbye,
Strange since I met You, I'm not afraid to die.
'Happy Valley' Vietnam
Do not stand at my grave and weepPosted on 11/28/05 - 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
Thank you PFC SwansonPosted on 10/27/03 - by Donald Lytle firstname.lastname@example.orgAlthough we never met personally, I want to thank you Robert Edwin Swanson, for your courageous and valiant serice, faithful contribution, and your most holy sacrifice given to this great country of ours!MORE
Your Spirit is alive--and strong, therefore Marine, you shall never be forgotten, nor has your death been in vain!
Again, thank you PFC Robert Edwin Swanson, for a job well done!
REST IN ETERNAL PEACE MY MARINE FRIEND
A great honorPosted on 10/26/03 - by Drew Bunting Buntings_hamps86@hotmail.comHello, my name is DrewBunting. I am a senior at Gridley High School. As part of my school assignment, I am writing this remembrance.MORE
Many consider the act of dying for one’s own country a great honor, but what you did surpasses this for you gave up your life for a country and a way of life that was not your own.
Once upon a time...Posted on 10/26/03 - by Christy Stoller email@example.comOnce upon a time there was a horrible war. Many fought, and many died. Now those who remain are left to look back and appreciate those brave souls. They fought for what they believed in and died heros. I thank you from the bottom of my heart, Robert. Your efforts were not in vain. Your selfless actions have earned my respect and the gratitude of a whole nation. God bless you. You will be remembered forever. (Posted as a project of Gridley High School, IL.)MORE
Thank YouPosted on 10/26/03 - by Dylan Punke firstname.lastname@example.orgDear Robert,MORE
I am a student from Gridley High School located in Gridley, IL. We are posting remembrances for a class project and to honor those that paid the ultimate sacrifice.
I would like to thank you for the sacrifice that you gave for the betterment of all mankind. I am indebted to you for this sacrifice that you gave, for you protected me and millions of other people. You were unselfish and you are more than deserving of respect from all those that you fought for. Thank you for your bravery. You were a fine soldier.
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.