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.

Mary Frye – 1932

I have not forgotten you. I chair the Adoption Committee for The National League of Families of Prisoners of War and Missing in Action in Southeast Asia. We will always remember the 1,889 Americans still unaccounted for in Southeast Asia and the thousands of others that lost their lives. We will not stop our efforts until all of you are home where you belong.

We need to reach the next generation so that they will carry on when our generation is no longer able. To do so, we are attempting to locate photographs of all the missing. If you are reading this remembrance and have a photo and/or memory of this missing American that you would like to share for our project, please contact me at:

Candace Lokey
PO Box 206
Freeport, PA 16229
[email protected]

If you are not familiar with our organization, please visit our web site at :

www.pow-miafamilies.org

Just a wonderfull human being. Always fun loving and a thoughtful friend. He wanted to serve his country and was a volunteer. All the way, Jim. God love you. We sure do.

Jim and I were classmates at Carson Newman College in Jefferson City, TN in 1970. I fondly remember him as a fun-loving, easy-going person who enjoyed his free time to the fullest and was always willing to help anyone with anything if he could. He enjoyed intramural sports and was a better than average athlete. He was generous with his friendships,enjoyed practical jokes, and I am proud to have called him a friend.
Mike Hutchison