THE WALL OF FACES

George is buried at Calvary Cemetery in Concord, NH.

I got in-country about the time you left it. I was a kid trying to act like a man, more scared of acting afraid than anything else. I never even knew that you were there. I found out only later. I remember you as a kid at Sacred Heart schoolyard playing and sometimes getting picked on because of your size. I recall while playing dodge ball once, we were all running and yelling and you spit and it landed in my mouth ...grossed me out. But we all laughed about it and kept playing. You managed to get through school alright. I lost track of you since you went to public high school and I went to a private school.
I never figured that you would join the Marine Corps, but you did.
I can imagine that you were counting down the days (as we all did) until the day the Freedom Bird came to take you back to The World...a date that came so unexpectedly and in a manner we all wish was different. Time stopped for you, depriving you of your dreams and your life but as our lives continues on, we must take a moment to look back and salute you and say... "You did not make your sacrifice in vain because we remember you, Little Phil. Your brothers-in-arms will never forget!"

FOREVER REMEMBERED

"If you are able, save for them a place inside of you....and save one backward glance when you are leaving for the places they can no longer go.....Be not ashamed to say you loved them....
Take what they have left and what they have taught you with their dying and keep it with your own....And in that time when men decide and feel safe to call the war insane, take one moment to embrace those gentle hero’s you left behind...."

Quote from a letter home by Maj. Michael Davis O'Donnell
KIA 24 March 1970. Distinguished Flying Cross: Shot down and Killed while attempting to rescue 8 fellow soldiers surrounded by attacking enemy forces.

We Nam Brothers pause to give a backward glance, and post this remembrance to you, one of the gentle heros lost to the War in Vietnam:

Slip off that pack. Set it down by the crooked trail. Drop your steel pot alongside. Shed those magazine-ladened bandoliers away from your sweat-soaked shirt. Lay that silent weapon down and step out of the heat. Feel the soothing cool breeze right down to your soul ... and rest forever in the shade of our love, brother.

From your Nam-Band-Of-Brothers

My name is Lindsey Wagner and I am a sophomore at Gridley High School. I just want to say thanks for serving our country during the Vietnam War.
Sincerely,
Lindsey Wagner

You gave your life up not just for me but for other people to. Even though I didn't know you I still appreciate what you did. You arn't alive to see how everyone in our country lives today but you helped make our country advanced and you didn't even get a chance to see what you did. We all appreciate that.