THE WALL OF FACES

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 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

You and I were joined together at Temple Junior College when you played basketball and I captained the golf team. I will never forget your kind spirit, your competitiveness but most of all your graciousness! I read of your passing in early 1969 and I arrived in Vietnam just a few months later. You will always remain on my mind until we see each other again.

Dear Sp4 Harlan Craft,
Thank you for your service as an Armor Reconnaissance Specialist. It is Presidents' Weekend, and good time to remember those who serve. It is so important for us all to acknowledge the sacrifices of those like you who answered our nation's call. Please watch over America, it stills needs your strength, courage and faithfulness. Rest in peace with the angels.

I grew up in Temple, Texas and I was one of Harlan's many friends. We had a shared a competition in athletics and Harlan excelled at every sport he tried. It's been more than fifty years since Harlan went off to fight in that war . . . the memory of his face has never changed in my mind. R.I.P my friend - you are not forgotten . . .

Every year I come here and say "thank you" for giving your life for my freedom...

We went to school together at Reagan Elementary...We ran and played together in the school yard.

You attended several of my birthday parties.... I will never forget you!!