THE WALL OF FACES

Captain Bruce Stewart Gibson, Served with Company B, 1st Aviation Battalion, 1st Infantry Division, United States Army Vietnam.

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'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.

9/11 is not only a remembrance of the twin towers in 2001, but also the day we lost my cousin, "Brucie" . I was 9 yrs old and remember sitting with him in my aunts garage in the blue Ford thunderbird, he said "when I get back I will let you have this car and I will teach you to drive it too", of course he never made it back. He was killed flying a medical hellicopter , landing to save a fellow comrad on the ground a hand grenade was thrown into his copter. He was the only child of my Aunt and I will never forget his funeral and how hard it was on us. He was a wonderful person and every time we go to his name on the wall in Washington DC, I always touch his name and leave a dime. LOVe you Brucie, we miss you dearly.

I still remember our time in Boy Scouts. Your were a good friend and teacher. I was in Ft Poke La. when I heard of your passing and carried your memory while in the Army. Still today you are not forgotten, thank you again for giving all. R I P Bruce

Dear Captain Bruce Gibson,
Thank you for your service as a Rotary Wing Aviation Unit Commander - Helicopter Pilot. Your 72nd birthday is soon, happy birthday. Happy Advent. It has been too long, and it's about time for us all to acknowledge the sacrifices of those like you who answered our nation's call. Please watch over America, it stills needs your strength, courage and faithfulness. Rest in peace with the angels.