THOMAS E FRANCIS
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HONORED ON PANEL 26E, LINE 59 OF THE WALL

THOMAS EARL FRANCIS

WALL NAME

THOMAS E FRANCIS

PANEL / LINE

26E/59

DATE OF BIRTH

11/23/1946

CASUALTY PROVINCE

QUANG TIN

DATE OF CASUALTY

09/12/1967

HOME OF RECORD

TRENTON

COUNTY OF RECORD

Mercer County

STATE

NJ

BRANCH OF SERVICE

ARMY

RANK

CPL

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REMEMBRANCES

LEFT FOR THOMAS EARL FRANCIS
POSTED ON 3.12.2007
POSTED BY: Bill Nelson 2/502 Infantry 101st Airborne


FOREVER REMEMBERED

"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....
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 decide and feel safe to call the war insane, take one moment to embrace those gentle heroes you left behind...."

Quote from a letter home by Maj. Michael Davis O'Donnell
KIA 24 March 1970. Distinguished Flying Cross: Shot down and Killed while attempting to rescue 8 fellow soldiers surrounded by attacking enemy forces.

We Nam Brothers pause to give a backward glance, and post this remembrance to you , one of the gentle heroes lost to the War in Vietnam :

Slip off that pack. Set it down by the crooked trail. Drop your steel pot alongside. Shed those magazine-laden bandoliers away from your sweat-soaked shirt. Lay that silent weapon down and step out of the heat. Feel the soothing cool breeze right down to your soul ... and rest forever in the shade of our love, brother.

From your 2/502nd Infantry, 101st Airborne STRIKE FORCE Nam-Band-Of-Brothers
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POSTED ON 9.12.2003
POSTED BY: Chris Spencer

NATIVE AMERICAN PRAYER

It's said a man hasn't died as long as he is remembered. This prayer is a way for family, friends and fellow veterans to remember our fallen brothers.
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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