HONORED ON PANEL 24W, LINE 42 OF THE WALL
LEONARD MARTIN HICKSON
WALL NAME
LEONARD M HICKSON
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24W/42
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LEFT FOR LEONARD MARTIN HICKSON
POSTED ON 5.15.2011
POSTED BY: Robert Sage
We Remember
Leonard is buried at Fort Defiance Veterans Cemetery, Fort Defiance,AZ. BSM ARCOM PH
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POSTED ON 6.14.2004
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
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POSTED ON 6.8.2002
POSTED BY: Larry P. Foster
For Cousin-Lenny
We all grew up together in Fort Defiance, we worship together, played high school athletics together and you left for Vietnam.I remember how quick and fast you were in playing basketball, thank you for being my cousin and friend. God Bless You.
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POSTED ON 10.4.2001
POSTED BY: Ryan Battles
"Uncle Lenny"
I gaze upon the ghost of myself reflected in granite
A shadow as distant, yet familiar as the life of Uncle
Lenny
Reflections of him I see within myself as I gaze upon
The Wall
My stuffed animals are with me in spirit to remind me
of those I love
As he kept his to remind him of those he loved
Have you ever had your ass kicked by a man who sleeps
with a teddy bear
Around me I am flanked by tourists and pigeons
Why do Bilaganaas look like they're about to fall
apart when they get old
There are fewer than I remember from my previous
visits
Regardless, with them are families, younger men,
women, children
I prefer the company of the pigeons
They don't chatter about fleeing to Canada
"No, I don't know where the subway is, go away"
Some couple walks away thinking I'm rude
They don't understand anything, mostly because that is
what they have chosen
There are many things I do not understand, but at
least I choose to appreciate
I appreciate that a person deep in thought should not
be interrupted with an arbitrary question
My uncle and I are unknown to them
How dare they interrupt our conversation without at
least introducing themselves
I prefer the company of pigeons
Taking my Uncle's name from The Wall I am introduced
to two men
I have never met them, but I have seen them before
Aside from the tourists and pigeons they will flank my
Uncle until granite dissolves to time
Philip L. Grieser
Kenneth J Joanis
It is a pleasure to meet you
If there is no one to visit you then I will
I hear night watch is the worst
In the darkness you hear them move
Your feet are always wet
And you can't beat the leeches
I got a leech once
Fly Fishing up at Berland Lake
I'll bet Uncle Lenny would have liked that day
There was nothing to be afraid of
Fear cripples
Warriors of old would sing the songs of their people
to show bravery
A Warrior could only be defeated if he showed fear
It was inconsequential if he or she died
As long as they died a good death, Unafraid
I can imagine Uncle Lenny leading his platoon in song
Mickey Mouse echoing through the jungle in nervous
tones
Very few have ever heard his rendition of Donald Duck
But I've heard it second hand through my mother
I imagine the looks of those around me if I started to
sing
Then I realize I am singing and their looks are just
as I imagined
They do not understand
It was his War Cry
He sang his War Cry
Until the night the Holy People called
Silently in the shadows he saw them move
In between the trees the fear passed through the night
And then he sang no more
A world away his sister fell to the floor
She reeled from the bullet that silenced his song
It was a good day
The loss of an Uncle, a Son, a Brother, and a Warrior
A star in the history of my family
Who fell from the sky
Before I took my first breath
Before I sang my first song
A shadow as distant, yet familiar as the life of Uncle
Lenny
Reflections of him I see within myself as I gaze upon
The Wall
My stuffed animals are with me in spirit to remind me
of those I love
As he kept his to remind him of those he loved
Have you ever had your ass kicked by a man who sleeps
with a teddy bear
Around me I am flanked by tourists and pigeons
Why do Bilaganaas look like they're about to fall
apart when they get old
There are fewer than I remember from my previous
visits
Regardless, with them are families, younger men,
women, children
I prefer the company of the pigeons
They don't chatter about fleeing to Canada
"No, I don't know where the subway is, go away"
Some couple walks away thinking I'm rude
They don't understand anything, mostly because that is
what they have chosen
There are many things I do not understand, but at
least I choose to appreciate
I appreciate that a person deep in thought should not
be interrupted with an arbitrary question
My uncle and I are unknown to them
How dare they interrupt our conversation without at
least introducing themselves
I prefer the company of pigeons
Taking my Uncle's name from The Wall I am introduced
to two men
I have never met them, but I have seen them before
Aside from the tourists and pigeons they will flank my
Uncle until granite dissolves to time
Philip L. Grieser
Kenneth J Joanis
It is a pleasure to meet you
If there is no one to visit you then I will
I hear night watch is the worst
In the darkness you hear them move
Your feet are always wet
And you can't beat the leeches
I got a leech once
Fly Fishing up at Berland Lake
I'll bet Uncle Lenny would have liked that day
There was nothing to be afraid of
Fear cripples
Warriors of old would sing the songs of their people
to show bravery
A Warrior could only be defeated if he showed fear
It was inconsequential if he or she died
As long as they died a good death, Unafraid
I can imagine Uncle Lenny leading his platoon in song
Mickey Mouse echoing through the jungle in nervous
tones
Very few have ever heard his rendition of Donald Duck
But I've heard it second hand through my mother
I imagine the looks of those around me if I started to
sing
Then I realize I am singing and their looks are just
as I imagined
They do not understand
It was his War Cry
He sang his War Cry
Until the night the Holy People called
Silently in the shadows he saw them move
In between the trees the fear passed through the night
And then he sang no more
A world away his sister fell to the floor
She reeled from the bullet that silenced his song
It was a good day
The loss of an Uncle, a Son, a Brother, and a Warrior
A star in the history of my family
Who fell from the sky
Before I took my first breath
Before I sang my first song
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