THE WALL OF FACES

Robert is buried at Mesa Molina Cemetery in Mesa, CO. PH

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

Although we never met personally, I want to thank you Robert Lincoln Crites, Jr., for your courageous and valiant service, faithful contribution, and your most holy sacrifice given to this great country of ours!

Your Spirit is alive--and strong, therefore Marine, you shall never be forgotten, nor has your death been in vain!

Again, thank you PFC Crites, for a job well done!

REST IN ETERNAL PEACE MY MARINE FRIEND

Another of our brothers listed--We of 1stRecon Bn pause and Viet Nam flashes by
in our minds with to many pictures of loss
If only the numbers could have been
smaller . We of D-co that came home still
wonder---if only!!!

Robert was loved by his Mom(Liz), his Dad(Bob), his sister(Sharon) and his brother (David). My family (the Underwoods) grew up with his family. My Mom, Grace, was his Mom's best friend. He was like a son to my Mom. I was only 12 when "Bobby" was killed. Loosing him was loosing a part of family. I remember Bobby being like a big brother and always kind to me. He will always be remembered by us. The Underwoods