SIDNEY A HOWE
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HONORED ON PANEL 52E, LINE 38 OF THE WALL

SIDNEY A HOWE

WALL NAME

SIDNEY A HOWE

PANEL / LINE

52E/38

DATE OF BIRTH

05/25/1941

CASUALTY PROVINCE

KONTUM

DATE OF CASUALTY

04/28/1968

HOME OF RECORD

DE QUEEN

COUNTY OF RECORD

Sevier County

STATE

AR

BRANCH OF SERVICE

ARMY

RANK

CPL

REMEMBRANCES

LEFT FOR SIDNEY A HOWE
POSTED ON 12.6.2013
POSTED BY: Curt Carter ccarter02@earthlink.net

Remembering An American Hero

Dear CPL Sidney A Howe, 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 5.7.2011
POSTED BY: Robert Sage

We Remember

Sidney is buried at Redmen Cemetery, De Queen, Sevier County,AR. BSM PH
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POSTED ON 12.21.2010

Remembered

Remembered
Rest in peace with the warriors. (Photo Credit: Andrei Pashin)
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POSTED ON 4.28.2004
POSTED BY: Mindy Campbell

Thank You

I am posting remembrances for a Gridley High School Posting Project. I would just like to thank you for your dedication to this country. Without it, this nation wouldn’t be what it is today. Thank you and God bless.
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POSTED ON 3.29.2004
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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