JOHN A ABRAMS
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HONORED ON PANEL 13E, LINE 129 OF THE WALL

JOHN ALAN ABRAMS

WALL NAME

JOHN A ABRAMS

PANEL / LINE

13E/129

DATE OF BIRTH

02/20/1946

CASUALTY PROVINCE

THUA THIEN

DATE OF CASUALTY

01/09/1967

HOME OF RECORD

CENTRALIA

COUNTY OF RECORD

Jefferson County

STATE

IL

BRANCH OF SERVICE

MARINE CORPS

RANK

LCPL

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REMEMBRANCES

LEFT FOR JOHN ALAN ABRAMS
POSTED ON 8.20.2014
POSTED BY: Tom Burgdorf

Cemetery Correction - Zion Grove Cemetery, in Jell, IL

Zion Grove Cemetery
Kell
Marion County
Illinois, USA
http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=76816772
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POSTED ON 11.23.2013
POSTED BY: Curt Carter [email protected]

Remembering An American Hero

Dear LCPL John Alan Abrams, sir

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

Curt Carter
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POSTED ON 8.17.2012
POSTED BY: Robert Sage

We Remember

John is buried at Hillcrest Memorial Park, Centralia,IL.

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POSTED ON 9.10.2009

You will always be missed.

God bless & keep you Johnny.
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POSTED ON 8.24.2006
POSTED BY: Chris Spencer

NATIVE AMERICAN PRAYER

It 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.

written by Mary Frye
circa 1932
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