HONORED ON PANEL 13E, LINE 112 OF THE WALL
TIMOTHY C ABRAMS JR
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TIMOTHY C ABRAMS JR
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POSTED ON 10.28.2003
POSTED BY: Chris Spencer
More Than A Name On A Wall
Here is a link to a website that has the Statler Brothers performing their song More Than A Name On A Wall.It was performed at The Wall during a special remembrance day. I could just leave the lyrics but I feel it's better to hear the words. They speak to each of us who come here to remember our fallen brothers and sisters.
http://www.geocities.com/grannys_world/thewall.html
http://www.geocities.com/grannys_world/thewall.html
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POSTED ON 9.11.2003
POSTED BY: Chris Spencer
NATIVE AMERICAN PRAYER
It's said a man hasn't died as long as he is remembered. This prayer is a way for family, friends and fellow veterans to remember our fallen brothers.
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.
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.
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POSTED ON 12.25.2001
POSTED BY: Ben Youmans
CACTI FOREVER
A Company, 1/35th, 3rd Brigade, 25th Inf Division.
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in England now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.
www.cacti35th.org
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in England now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.
www.cacti35th.org
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