THE WALL OF FACES

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.

Thank you for posting my letter about, and to, my dear friend Bob Crowley. As I read it I noticed that I made one slight mistake. There is a "n" missing in the word "slung" near the end of the 2nd paragraph.
It was my mistake and I would really appreciate it if you could please insert the missing "n" in "slug" to make it "slung".
The line presently appears as "I can still see you standing on an earthen sandbagged barrier surrounded by a backdrop of war and destruction with your M16 slug casually at hand, but on your face is that same kindness and, of course, that same boyish grin that has endeared you to so many."
Thanks so much for your efforts! May the Lord bless you for your wonderful work!
Sincerely,
Alan

This is a letter that I placed at the Vietnam Veterans Memorial in Washington D.C. as I looked Heavenward with a prayer in my heart.

Dear Bob
Well, I just felt that I wanted to write and say hello and thank you. I have not forgotten the kind friendship that you showed me so many years ago. We sure had a lot of fun at Bishop’s Camp in the Uinta’s, didn’t we? I really looked up to you then and I still do.
I went with my Dad to be at your home when the official word of your death was brought to your Mother and Father. There were a lot of tears, but most of all, a lot of love and gratitude for the time that we had with you. I remember sitting in your living room quietly looking at the last pictures that you sent home, as my Dad comforted your Mother and Father. One of those pictures has forever etched itself in my memory. I can still see you standing on an earthen sandbagged barrier surrounded by a backdrop of war and destruction with your M16 slug casually at hand, but on your face is that same kindness and, of course, that same boyish grin that has endeared you to so many. You’ll forever be remembered for the goodness of your soul and the kindness of your nature.
We’ve missed you, but you have not been forgotten! I’ll never think of the good old 59th Ward or Bishop’s Camp without once again thinking of my good friend and brother, Bob Crowley. Your example has helped me to better appreciate the importance of kindness, the value and price of freedom, and the goodness of our Father in Heaven. I love you for the contribution that you have made to our nation, and most especially, to my life. Thanks; see you soon!
With Brotherly Love and Appreciation
Alan

Thank you for your service and your sacrifice. Thank you for stepping up and answering your country's call. Rest easy knowing you will never be forgotten.

Dear Lt Robert Crowley,
Thank you for your service as an Infantry Unit Commander. 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.