THE WALL OF FACES

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.

Thomas and I were best friends from grade school to our parting when he went to Vietnam and I went to California. I saw him last just before he went in The Marines. He had a white Mustang and he had me drive around town. He got up and sang a so g at a club we visited on Fredericksburg Rd. He wrote me from Vietnam until his death. I will always miss him.

May those who served never be forgotten. Rest in peace PFC. Desselle, I salute your brave soul. My heart goes out to you and your family. Semper Fidelis!

Dear PFC Thomas Desselle,
Thank you for your service as an Antitank Assaultman. It has been too long, and it's about time for us all to acknowledge the sacrifices of those like you who answered our nation's call. Please watch over America, it stills needs your strength, courage and faithfulness. Rest in peace with the angels.

Ahhh Tom (or Diesel as we called you in training), we trained so hard to be good grunts. We did all the training together & you often told me you had a feeling that you wouldn't make it home from Nam. I blasted you for being negative. We did Nam, me in Fox & you in Golf, our sister company. We occasionally met in the bush as brothers. Unfortunately, your feeling was right. I miss you brother & think of you often.