HONORED ON PANEL 4E, LINE 97 OF THE WALL
WILMER NEWLIN GRUBB
WALL NAME
WILMER N GRUBB
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4E/97
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LEFT FOR WILMER NEWLIN GRUBB
POSTED ON 11.13.2022
POSTED BY: Shelly
I still think of you
I have had my original Newk Grubb POW MIA. Bracelet. I took it with me when I went to visit the replica wall in California. I have had my bracelet since the early 1970s. I can no longer wear it because it has a stress crack. I treat it and your memory like gold. Thank you for your service. ♡
Shelly
Shelly
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POSTED ON 8.14.2022
POSTED BY: Dennis Wriston
I'm Proud of Our Vietnam Veterans
Lieutenant Colonel Wilmer Newlin Grubb, Served with the 20th Tactical Reconnaissance Squadron, 6250th Combat Support Group, 460th Tactical Reconnaissance Wing, 13th Air Force.
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POSTED ON 5.31.2021
POSTED BY: Toni Strach
May 30, 2021 Memorial Day
I still remember receiving my bracelet and sending a letter to the family, despite not knowing what to say and not expecting a response. Not long after, I received a beautiful response, making the experience personal. The bracelet is in my hand as I type this. God bless.
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POSTED ON 5.11.2021
POSTED BY: Cindy Truex
A thank you for your sacrifice to serve our nation.
I wore Lt Col Newk Grubb's POW bracelet for years and years and kept it stored where I would see it daily and continued to pray for him. I have the bracelet if there is a family member who would cherish it.
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POSTED ON 2.10.2021
POSTED BY: John Fabris
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.
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.
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