HONORED ON PANEL 26W, LINE 106 OF THE WALL
RICHARD CALUDE GARCIA
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RICHARD C GARCIA
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LEFT FOR RICHARD CALUDE GARCIA
POSTED ON 11.20.2007
POSTED BY: Ashley Bryson Bacon
You were my dad's friend
I did not know you but have heard of you all of my life. You and my dad fought in the war together, and my dad was with you when you died. I want you and your family to know you are in my heart today and every day.
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POSTED ON 10.29.2007
POSTED BY: Richard
In Remembrance
Information regarding the field conditions experienced by Richard Garcia and other members of his team can be read in the nonfiction book "Charlie Company: What Vietnam Did To Us" by Peter Goldman and Tony Fuller, published in 1984 by Ballantine Books. We all owe a tremendous debt of gratitude to SSGT Garcia and the other members of our military who gave so much.
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POSTED ON 3.13.2006
POSTED BY: Bill Nelson
Never Forgotten
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-ladened 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 Nam-Band-Of-Brothers
"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-ladened 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 Nam-Band-Of-Brothers
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POSTED ON 7.17.2005
POSTED BY: Chris Spencer
NATIVE AMERICAN PRAYER
It is said a man hasn't died as long as he is remembered. This prayer is a way for families, friends and fellow veterans to remember our fallen brothers and sisters.
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
written by Mary Frye
circa 1932
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
written by Mary Frye
circa 1932
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POSTED ON 5.3.2004
Thank You
I am student at Gridley high school. I am a senior and for my sociology class I am doing a posting project for the fallen soldiers of Vietnam. I would like to thank you for the ultimate sacrifice that you made for America and me. You showed great courage and heart for what you did for the American people. Thank you for everything that you did, your family should be proud.
Sincerely,
Ben. J
Sincerely,
Ben. J
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