THE WALL OF FACES

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.

As long as you are remembered you will always be with us....

Thank you for your service and your sacrifice. Thank you for stepping up and answering your country's call. Rest easy knowing you will never be forgotten.

James.....Honoring you on your birthday...God Bless

To Timothy Coleman, I grew up with two who were killed in VIETNAM JIMMY [ JAMES] ADAMS AND [ RUSSEL CORBIN] JIMMY AND MYSELF LIVED MAYBE TWO BLOCKS FROM EACH OTHER AND RUSSELL [ BUDDY CORBIN] ABOUT TWO MILES, JIMMYS YOUNGER BROTHER DAVID ADAMS LIVES IN GREENBRIER TENNESSEE AND I WAS BEST FRIENDS WITH LARRY ADAMS OLDER BROTHER OF JIMMYS AND DAVID AND HE IS DECEASED,

Specialist Four James Richard Adams, Served with the 118th Assault Helicopter Company, 145th Aviation Battalion, 12th Aviation Group, 1st Aviation Brigade, United States Army Vietnam.