HONORED ON PANEL 56E, LINE 34 OF THE WALL
DALE CHARLES ANDREWS
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DALE C ANDREWS
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LEFT FOR DALE CHARLES ANDREWS
POSTED ON 5.26.2025
POSTED BY: Pamela Andrews
Memorial Day 2025
Prayers and loving thoughts for my cousin Dale Charles Andrews who gave his life 5/8/68 Thua Thien, Vietnam.
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POSTED ON 10.31.2024
POSTED BY: Ross Luther
Dale Andrews the person
A little guy with a big heart! Good student, great tennis player for his high school of Pontiac Central. He volunteered to join up! He initially ended up as a Company clerk. Note he was a very good student in high school! His size( small) made him seem out of place as a marine! But his heart and bravery stand tall since he pushed to go overseas and join the fight! Alas he met his end there but he will not be forgotten by myself and others that knew him!!He had a big heart!heart
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POSTED ON 5.10.2023
POSTED BY: Lucy Micik
Thank You
Dear Lcpl Dale Andrews, Thank you for your service as a Rifleman. Your 55th anniversary was 2 days ago, and it is still sad. Please watch over America. It is needs your strength, courage, faithfulness, and dedication, especially now. Rest in peace and dance with the angels.
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POSTED ON 4.6.2021
POSTED BY: john fabris
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.
As long as you are remembered you will never truly die....
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.
As long as you are remembered you will never truly die....
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