LINDSEY H CROW
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HONORED ON PANEL 3E, LINE 100 OF THE WALL

LINDSEY HOUSTON CROW

WALL NAME

LINDSEY H CROW

PANEL / LINE

3E/100

DATE OF BIRTH

01/01/1931

CASUALTY PROVINCE

PR & MR UNKNOWN

DATE OF CASUALTY

11/18/1965

HOME OF RECORD

VIOLA

COUNTY OF RECORD

Stone County

STATE

MO

BRANCH OF SERVICE

ARMY

RANK

CWO

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REMEMBRANCES

LEFT FOR LINDSEY HOUSTON CROW
POSTED ON 1.23.2022
POSTED BY: John Fabris

honoring you...

Thank you for your service to our country so long ago sir. As long as you are remembered you will always be with us....
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POSTED ON 12.28.2021
POSTED BY: ANON

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Never forgotten.

HOOAH
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POSTED ON 3.3.2018
POSTED BY: Lucy Micik

THANK YOU

Dear CWO Lindsey Crow,
Thank you for your service as an Utility & Light Cargo Single Rotor Helicopter Pilot. 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.
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POSTED ON 10.29.2013
POSTED BY: Curt Carter [email protected]

Remembering An American Hero

Dear CWO Lindsey Houston Crow, 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 12.19.2005
POSTED BY: Bob Ross

Do not stand at my grave and weep

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.

Mary Frye – 1932

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