MICHAEL J KURELLA
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HONORED ON PANEL 39E, LINE 35 OF THE WALL

MICHAEL J KURELLA

WALL NAME

MICHAEL J KURELLA

PANEL / LINE

39E/35

DATE OF BIRTH

08/30/1946

CASUALTY PROVINCE

QUANG TRI

DATE OF CASUALTY

02/14/1968

HOME OF RECORD

WHITING

COUNTY OF RECORD

Lake County

STATE

IN

BRANCH OF SERVICE

ARMY

RANK

CPL

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REMEMBRANCES

LEFT FOR MICHAEL J KURELLA
POSTED ON 3.3.2023
POSTED BY: John Fabris

honoring you...

Thank you for your service to our country so long ago sir. As long as you are remembered you will remain in our hearts forever….
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POSTED ON 2.21.2020
POSTED BY: Lucy Micik

Thank You

Dear Cpl Michael Kurella, Thank you for your service as an Infantryman with the 1st Cavalry. Your 52nd anniversary just passed, sad. Saying thank you isn't enough, but it is from the heart. The time passes quickly. Please watch over America, it stills needs your strength, courage, guidance and faithfulness. Rest in peace with the angels.
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POSTED ON 12.18.2013
POSTED BY: Curt Carter [email protected]

Remembering An American Hero

Dear CPL Michael J Kurella, 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 12.22.2009
POSTED BY: Robert Sage

We Remember

Michael is buried at St John's Cemetery in Hammond, IN. PH
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POSTED ON 2.14.2009
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


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