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HONORED ON PANEL 2W, LINE 113 OF THE WALL
CARTER AVERY HOWELL
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CARTER A HOWELL
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POSTED ON 5.15.2007
POSTED BY: Elisabeth Pate Bovee (Howell)
Carter Avery Howell
POSTED ON 5.15.2007
POSTED BY: Elisabeth Pate Bovee (Howell)
You Will Always Be My Daddy
I have a husband of 17 years and three beautiful sons that you would be proud of. I talk about you to them all of the time. Grandmomma tells me stories of you everytime I visit and we have a lot of laughs and I know you were such a gift to her. You are very special and a lot of people love you and miss you. I know you did what you had to do for our country and I am very proud of you. Your pictures hang on my walls so I can look at you every day. You will always be my daddy!
POSTED ON 3.7.2007
POSTED BY: Dave Avery
On Silver Wings
They Flew The Skies
These Brave Young Men
Who Fought And Died
When Duty Called
They Went So Brave
Now Families Mourn
Beside Their Grave
Who Can Forget
What Courage They Had
Some Have,Some Did
And That's So sad
POSTED ON 1.15.2006
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
POSTED ON 5.29.2003
POSTED BY: Rebekah Burrows (17)
I am too young to remember
I am too young to remember the reasons for War
I am too young to remember the draft, or the pain
I was not born yet when you fought for our Nation
But I will live in gratitude for the gift you gave me
To be born in a country without communism
A country that is free!
Thank you so much
I am too young to remember the draft, or the pain
I was not born yet when you fought for our Nation
But I will live in gratitude for the gift you gave me
To be born in a country without communism
A country that is free!
Thank you so much