HONORED ON PANEL 21W, LINE 107 OF THE WALL
DANIEL MAURICE DENNIS
WALL NAME
DANIEL M DENNIS
PANEL / LINE
21W/107
DATE OF BIRTH
CASUALTY PROVINCE
DATE OF CASUALTY
HOME OF RECORD
COUNTY OF RECORD
STATE
BRANCH OF SERVICE
RANK
REMEMBRANCES
LEFT FOR DANIEL MAURICE DENNIS
POSTED ON 3.2.2025
POSTED BY: ANON
Never forgotten
Your sacrifice is not forgotten.
HOOAH
HOOAH
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POSTED ON 3.14.2023
POSTED BY: Dennis Wriston
I'm Proud of Our Vietnam Veterans
Specialist Four Daniel Maurice Dennis, Served with Advisory Team 55, Headquarters, Military Assistance Command Vietnam Advisors, Military Assistance Command Vietnam (MACV).
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POSTED ON 5.10.2022
POSTED BY: Eric M. Daniel
Your sacrifice
The feeling I had seeing my dads name on that wall just walking along the wall in 2008 not knowing who you were. My dads name is Dennis M Daniel. He was over there from 70 to 12/24/71.
There's not a single doubt in my mind that your sacrifice there filled the slot and alowed my dad his life, and by extension, mine.
Thank you Radioman Spec. 4 Daniel M. Dennis. Water purification Spec. 4 Dennis M. Daniel and myself are forever in your debt.
There's not a single doubt in my mind that your sacrifice there filled the slot and alowed my dad his life, and by extension, mine.
Thank you Radioman Spec. 4 Daniel M. Dennis. Water purification Spec. 4 Dennis M. Daniel and myself are forever in your debt.
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POSTED ON 4.20.2022
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 sunlight 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.
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'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.
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