HONORED ON PANEL 25E, LINE 82 OF THE WALL
JAMES ROBERT DUNCAN
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JAMES R DUNCAN
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LEFT FOR JAMES ROBERT DUNCAN
POSTED ON 10.10.2009
POSTED BY: Robert Sage
We Remember
James is buried at Greenwood Cemetery in Bolivar, MO.
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POSTED ON 3.10.2008
A Tribute to an American hero
Private First Class James Robert Duncan was born on September 25, 1943 in Fremont, CA. He belonged to Delta Company, 1st Batallion, 35th Infantry Regiment, 4th infantry Division of the United States Srmy. He began his tour of duty on August 13, 1967. He served as a member of a field artillery radar crew in the Quang Ngai Province of South Vietnam. His life was tragically ended by an enemy explosive on September 2, 1967. Although he was only 23, and his tour of duty lasted just short of a year, James Robert Duncan made a permanent impact on our lives. He gave his life serving our counrty, and for that he deserves to be honored and remembered as a true American hero.
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POSTED ON 10.23.2004
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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POSTED ON 12.26.2001
POSTED BY: Ben Youmans
CACTI FOREVER
D Company, 1/35th Infantry, 3rd Brigade, 4th Inf Division.
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in England now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.
www.cacti35th.org
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in England now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.
www.cacti35th.org
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