CHARLES E GREENE
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HONORED ON PANEL 2W, LINE 104 OF THE WALL
CHARLES EDWARD GREENE
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CHARLES E GREENE
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2W/104
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LEFT FOR CHARLES EDWARD GREENE
POSTED ON 2.1.2019
POSTED BY: Lucy Micik
Thank You
Dear PO1C Charles Greene,
Thank you for your service as a Boatswain's Mate 1st Class. 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.
Thank you for your service as a Boatswain's Mate 1st Class. 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.
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POSTED ON 11.9.2013
POSTED BY: Curt Carter [email protected]
Remembering An American Hero
Dear BM1 Charles Edward Greene, 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
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POSTED ON 3.11.2008
POSTED BY: Anna G.
Thank you Grandpa, I love you
Grandpa Charles,
I wish we could have met, but since you died in Vietnam, years before I was born I never had that prvilage. I am very proud to call you my grandfather and to say that you served in Vietnam and died for our country. From the stories that I hear about you I know you were a good man and I just wish I could have had the pleasure of meeting you. I love you.
I wish we could have met, but since you died in Vietnam, years before I was born I never had that prvilage. I am very proud to call you my grandfather and to say that you served in Vietnam and died for our country. From the stories that I hear about you I know you were a good man and I just wish I could have had the pleasure of meeting you. I love you.
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POSTED ON 2.3.2007
POSTED BY: Dave Avery
Who Shall We Send
POSTED ON 12.11.2005
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
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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