THE WALL OF FACES

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....

On the remembrance of your 72nd birthday, your sacrifice is not forgotten.

Forever 18.

Semper Fi, Marine.

I grew up in central falls, a block away from Anters market on washington street. Never hung around much with Albert but we were friends. He was always busy helping with the family business. Could not have asked for a better friend. I was in Guam when I got news, We were only 3 months apart in age. Over fifty years ago but still think about him. He was a hero to us all.

Private First Class Albert Gabriel Anter, Served with Company I, 3rd Battalion, 9th Marine Regiment, 3rd Marine Division, Third Marine Amphibious Force.

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