HONORED ON PANEL 57W, LINE 34 OF THE WALL
BILLY STANLEY ARMSTRONG
WALL NAME
BILLY S ARMSTRONG
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57W/34
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REMEMBRANCES
LEFT FOR BILLY STANLEY ARMSTRONG
POSTED ON 9.14.2014
POSTED BY: Gary Goudie
RIP buddy...You are missed and thought of often.
Billy and I were getting to be good friends as we were both stationed out of Danang on Swift Boats. I was a Gunnersmate 2nd Class. Billy and I went to the Club at Camp Tensha the night before the 19 Boat went down... I have so often thought of our friendship and how I'm sure it would have lasted well after we got out of service. If there is any family that sees this... I have thought of you and your loss often. Such a nice guy!
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POSTED ON 4.30.2010
POSTED BY: Robert Sage
We Remember
Billy is buried at Sunset Memorial Parh in West Helena, AR. PH
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POSTED ON 11.29.2006
POSTED BY: James Steffes
Thank you for the remembrance
I was there that night and one of the people that were the last to see them alive. I was on PCF-12. My book "Swift Boat Down, The Real Story of the Sinking of PCF-19" gives more details of this loss of fine men.
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POSTED ON 6.17.2006
Thanks to You For Your All
Petty Officer Armstrong, Thanks to you and your family, for the Service and Sacrifice for "Our Country". Since your loss on June 16, 1968 you and your family, as well as your shipmates from PCF 19, and their families have been remembered and will be remembered in my prayers.
Thanks for Your All
Thanks for Your All
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POSTED ON 2.9.2004
POSTED BY: Chris Spencer
NATIVE AMERICAN PRAYER
It is said a man hasn't died as long as he is remembered. This prayer is a way for families, friends and fellow veterans to remember our fallen brothers and sisters. 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 hush, I am the swift, uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight, I am the 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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