HONORED ON PANEL 25E, LINE 50 OF THE WALL
FRANK CLARK FISHER
WALL NAME
FRANK C FISHER
PANEL / LINE
25E/50
DATE OF BIRTH
CASUALTY PROVINCE
DATE OF CASUALTY
HOME OF RECORD
COUNTY OF RECORD
STATE
BRANCH OF SERVICE
RANK
REMEMBRANCES
LEFT FOR FRANK CLARK FISHER
POSTED ON 8.26.2013
POSTED BY: Curt Carter
Remembering An American Hero
Dear CPL Frank Clark Fisher, 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
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
read more
read less
POSTED ON 12.16.2009
POSTED BY: gitmogrunt
What is precious is to Never Forget
Was stationed with Frank at Lejeune and in Cuba. He was a fine Marine and Leader. He will never be forgotten. I post the following poem in Honor of Frank's Valor and Sacrifice.
I Think Continually of Those
Near the snow, near the sun, in the highest fields
See how these names are feted by the waving
Grass
And by the streamers of white cloud
And whispers of wind in the listening sky.
The names of those who in their lives fought
for life
Who wore at their hearts the fire’s center.
Born of the sun they traveled a short while
Towards the sun,
And left the vivid air signed with their Honor.
-from a poem by Stephen Spender-1933
read more
read less
POSTED ON 8.27.2007
POSTED BY: Mike Kelly
Sempre Fi
You and those like you were the heroes of my childhood
read more
read less
POSTED ON 3.11.2007
POSTED BY: Donna Walters
In Remembrance of Frank Clark Fisher
I respectfully dedicate this to the memory of Frank Fisher, a young man who lost his life in Vietnam in 1967. A young man who came from a loving family, who had many friends, had a dog named Tar, and a cat named Rebel.
"If you are able, save for them a place inside of you, and save one backward glance when you are leaving for the places they can no longer go. Be not ashamed to say you loved them, though you may or may not have always. Take what they have left, and what they have taught you with their dying and keep it with your own. And in that time when men feel safe to call the war insane, take one moment to embrace those gentle heroes you left behind".
BY: Major O'Donnell,
1 January 1970, Dak To, Vietnam
I did not know Frank Fisher, but feel as if I did know him through the wonderful postings by his cousin, Mario, to The Virtual Wall website. I would have been honored to have known such a fine young man. May God bless him and his family.
"If you are able, save for them a place inside of you, and save one backward glance when you are leaving for the places they can no longer go. Be not ashamed to say you loved them, though you may or may not have always. Take what they have left, and what they have taught you with their dying and keep it with your own. And in that time when men feel safe to call the war insane, take one moment to embrace those gentle heroes you left behind".
BY: Major O'Donnell,
1 January 1970, Dak To, Vietnam
I did not know Frank Fisher, but feel as if I did know him through the wonderful postings by his cousin, Mario, to The Virtual Wall website. I would have been honored to have known such a fine young man. May God bless him and his family.
read more
read less
POSTED ON 8.27.2005
POSTED BY: Mario De Lucia
38 Years in Heaven
I just wanted to remind everyone that today marks the 38th anniversary of Frankie's death in Vietnam. I know that he's been in our thoughts recently with the account that I posted on here. However, please say a quick prayer that he's now in heaven with Aunt Topsey and together they're watching over all of us.
THE GOLD STAR
EDGAR A. GUEST (1918)
T'he star upon their service flag has changed to gleaming gold;
It speaks no more of hope and life, as once it did of old,
But splendidly it glistens now for every eye to see
And softly whispers: "Here lived one who died for liberty."
Here once he walked and played and laughed, here oft his smile was known;
Within these walls today are kept the toys he used to own.
Now I am he who marched away and I am he who fell
Of service once I spoke, but now of sacrifice I tell.
"No richer home in all this land is there than this I grace,
For here was cradled manhood fine; within this humble place
A soldier for the truth was born, and here, beside the door,
A mother sits and grieves for him who shall return no more."
"Salute me, stranger, as you pass! I mark a soldier who
Gave up the joys of living here, to dare and die for you!
This is the home that once he knew, who fought for you and fell;
This is a shrine of sacrifice, where faith and courage dwell."
Frank Clark Fisher
May 8, 1947 - August 27, 1967
THE GOLD STAR
EDGAR A. GUEST (1918)
T'he star upon their service flag has changed to gleaming gold;
It speaks no more of hope and life, as once it did of old,
But splendidly it glistens now for every eye to see
And softly whispers: "Here lived one who died for liberty."
Here once he walked and played and laughed, here oft his smile was known;
Within these walls today are kept the toys he used to own.
Now I am he who marched away and I am he who fell
Of service once I spoke, but now of sacrifice I tell.
"No richer home in all this land is there than this I grace,
For here was cradled manhood fine; within this humble place
A soldier for the truth was born, and here, beside the door,
A mother sits and grieves for him who shall return no more."
"Salute me, stranger, as you pass! I mark a soldier who
Gave up the joys of living here, to dare and die for you!
This is the home that once he knew, who fought for you and fell;
This is a shrine of sacrifice, where faith and courage dwell."
Frank Clark Fisher
May 8, 1947 - August 27, 1967
read more
read less