THE WALL OF FACES

This is his boot camp photo from Marine Corps Recruit Depot Parris Island, Platoon 272. He earned the title “U.S. Marine” on July 14, 1967.

Thank you for your service to our great country my brother. Semper Fi.

Jim and I were classmates for two years at Lejeune High School. I was a super-nerd and he was a super-jock, but he was a great guy and we were friends. I came back from Nam, and I wish to all the Gods there are that he had, too. He should be here today and enjoying his grandkids. Test in peace, Jimmy. Always remembered.

Semper fi, brother, from a fellow Devilpup.

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.

Jimmy, his brother, John, their mom, Jean, and dad, Jim, lived on the Hill in
R Quarters. Jean and Jim were close friends of my mother and father. Johnny played with my youngest sister. Jimmy and I played together and tormented each other daily.

I think of you often Jimmy...good memories. Linda Long (R4)

Jim, you Al and I were originators of “The Dukes,” a singing trio trained to my mother’s piano accompaniment heading for college from CLHS. There was never a kinder gesture than calling a last minute pass play to your 4th string receiver at the Quantico game. You’re remembered until my last breath, humor and all.