RICHARD H BAHL JR
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HONORED ON PANEL 14W, LINE 35 OF THE WALL

RICHARD HOWARD BAHL JR

WALL NAME

RICHARD H BAHL JR

PANEL / LINE

14W/35

DATE OF BIRTH

12/20/1948

CASUALTY PROVINCE

QUANG TIN

DATE OF CASUALTY

01/15/1970

HOME OF RECORD

CHICAGO

COUNTY OF RECORD

Cook County

STATE

IL

BRANCH OF SERVICE

ARMY

RANK

CPL

REMEMBRANCES

LEFT FOR RICHARD HOWARD BAHL JR
POSTED ON 12.20.2019
POSTED BY: Dennis Wriston

I'm proud of our Vietnam Veterans

Corporal Richard Howard Bahl Jr., Served with Company B, 1st Battalion, 6th Infantry Regiment, 198th Infantry Brigade, Americal Division, United States Army Vietnam.
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POSTED ON 10.20.2016
POSTED BY: Lucy Conte Micik

Remembered

DEAR CORPORAL BAHL,
THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE AS A GRUNT. HALLOWEEN IS APPROACHING, AND ALL SAINTS AND ALL SOULS' DAYS - THE DAYS WE HONOR THOSE WHO LEFT US. MAY THE SAINTS AND ANGELS GUIDE YOU. REST IN PEACE.
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POSTED ON 11.23.2013
POSTED BY: Curt Carter [email protected]

Remembering An American Hero

Dear CPL Richard Howard Bahl Jr, 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
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POSTED ON 11.18.2010
POSTED BY: Robert Sage

We Remember

Richard is buried at St Boniface Cemetery, Chicago, IL. BSM PH
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POSTED ON 11.11.2005
POSTED BY: Bob Ross

Do not stand at my grave and weep

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.

Mary Frye – 1932

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