THE WALL OF FACES

You and I were in each other's hearts. You remain in mine. You appreciated my poetry, knowing much of it was about you. Now that poetry resides in a book, Life Is a Poem to God, by me, Patricia Cruser. May you remain in God's heart. I will see you later.

A butterfly lights beside us like a sunbeam
And for a brief moment its glory
and beauty belong to our world
But then it flies again
And though we wish it could have stayed...
We feel lucky to have seen it.

Dear Lt Philip Huth, Thank you for your service as an Infantry Officer. Saying thank you isn't enough, but it is from the heart. Please watch over America, it stills needs your strength, courage and faithfulness. Rest in peace with the angels.

Thank you to everyone who has posted here, especially those of you who served with my Uncle Nick (he was Nick to family as my grandfather was also named Phil). Uncle Nick died two months before I was born. While I have always heard family stories, seeing him through your eyes, I feel I know him better. Thank you for sharing your remembrances. My favorite family story was my grandmother telling about finding him on the roof when he was two or three years old. He had been playing in the yard and decided to climb up to the roof. She said her heart stopped for a moment and she had to use her calmest voice to get “Nicky” to climb down. Second favorite story is how he got expelled from seminary for flying a flag from the cross on the roof of the chapel. Clearly he was a bit of a daredevil, and not afraid of heights. For those of you who were with him in his final moments, it is a comfort that he was with people who cared. Thank you for your service to our country.

Phil gave his time to help establish a coffee house in Georgetown - he made the hard work fun.