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 never truly die....

Major Robert William Arnold, Served with the 334th Assault Helicopter Company, 145th Aviation Battalion, 12th Aviation Group, 1st Aviation Brigade, United States Army Vietnam.

Your memory lives with me forever. As an older brother, son, husband, father, you were the best. I'll never forget your teasing me, your humor, your love for adventure. You had a gift of making people feel special and roll in laughter. Your personality was a magnet to any who came in contact with you. Your love of flying led to choosing an Army career in spite of all the risks that came with it, especially in time of war. Your leadership was recognized, respected, and honored. Your absence has left such a huge hole in the lives of your family, especially your widow and two daughters. Your ultimate sacrifice is honored by your family in spite of loss to us all. We can rejoice that one day we will all meet again as promised by our Lord Jesus Christ. What a reunion day that will be.

DEAR MAJOR ARNOLD,
THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE AS AN AVIATION UNIT COMMANDER - PILOT. SOMEONE WHO WAS CLOSE TO ME WAS BORN ON YOUR BIRTHDAY. REST IN PEACE.

Dear Major Robert William Arnold, sir

As an American, I would like to thank you for your service and for your sacrifice made on behalf of our wonderful country. The youth of today could gain much by learning of heroes such as yourself, men and women whose courage and heart can never be questioned.

May God allow you to read this, and may He allow me to someday shake your hand when I get to Heaven to personally thank you. May he also allow my father to find you and shake your hand now to say thank you; for America, and for those who love you.

With respect, Sir

Curt Carter