THE WALL OF FACES

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 sun 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.

As long as you are remembered you will always be with us.

I met Dimitrios while going through "replacement" in Quang Tri, Vietnam. (He went by the name Jim.) I believe he was a citizen of Greece and it broke my heart when I later heard that he had been killed. It was 52 years ago that I met him, and I have never forgotten him. What a waste of a fine young man.

Specialist Four Dimitrios George Arniotis, Served with Company C, 1st Battalion, 11th Infantry Regiment, 1st Brigade, 5th Infantry Division, United States Army Vietnam.

Thank you for your service and your sacrifice. Thank you for stepping up and answering your country's call. Rest easy knowing you will never be forgotten.

Jimmy was the sweetest guy in the world. years ago i stopped in the other restaurant Bill owned which i think is no longer there near Woodhaven Blvd. I gave Bill the stencil i did of Jimmy's spot on the wall. i think it meant a lot because he bought me breakfast. i was going to stop by again over the years but the restaurant is no longer there. the fact that he served without a second thought for his adopted home means a lot. i remember talking to him before he left. i always stop by when in DC. he is not foogotten