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.

I remember you and Dunham from high school. Later on I got to know your father Ray. I liked your father. And thank you for your service.

DEAR SPEC 4 ARTMAN,
THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE AS AN ARMY HUEY - UH-1 HELICOPTER REPAIRER. REST IN PEACE.

Gary, I think we would have been great friends if we were able to know each other. We have lots of things in common. It is pretty cool. We have the same birthday, same ethnicity, we're both Baptists, and my birth place is the same as your hometown. Another interesting thing is that you died two days after my sisters birthday (different year). I wish we could have somehow known each other. Maybe someday we will meet in heaven. How cool would that be? Thank you Gary Ray Artman for everything you did for our country. You are a true hero, and I will always remember you.

Dear SP4 Gary Ray Artman, 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, and the best salute a civilian can muster for you, Sir

Curt Carter