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RICHARD ALLEN LIKELY
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RICHARD A LIKELY
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LEFT FOR RICHARD ALLEN LIKELY
POSTED ON 3.10.2023
POSTED BY: John Fabris
honoring you as your angel birthday approaches
Thank you for your service to our country so long ago sir. The remembrance from Rick Mason is moving and reflects his admiration and respect for you. As long as you are remembered you will remain in our hearts forever….
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POSTED ON 3.7.2021
POSTED BY: ANON
Never forgotten
On the remembrance of your 70th birthday, your sacrifice is not forgotten.
HOOAH
HOOAH
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POSTED ON 4.13.2020
POSTED BY: Lucy Micik
Thank You
Dear Cpl Richard Likely, Thank you for your service as an Armor Reconnaissance Specialist. Your 49th anniversary is soon, sad. Saying thank you isn't enough, but it is from the heart. Today is Easter Monday, and Passover. 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 6.18.2017
POSTED BY: Ginny Kelty
Your legacy
Dear Ricky, my forever young brother-in-law: In your daughter, Virginia, and her son, Kyle, you have left us two very wonderful, loving, giving, amazing people. We know that you watch over and guide them in all their endeavors. Thank you for them, your gifts to us. We love you and miss you, Ricky. Ginny
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POSTED ON 3.13.2015
POSTED BY: Nancy
When (He's) Sixty-four
As Ricky asked to have sung today,
I could be handy, mending a fuse, when your lights have gone
You can knit a sweater by the fireside
Sunday mornings, go for a ride
Doing the garden, digging the weeds, who could ask for more?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I'm sixty-four?
I could be handy, mending a fuse, when your lights have gone
You can knit a sweater by the fireside
Sunday mornings, go for a ride
Doing the garden, digging the weeds, who could ask for more?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I'm sixty-four?
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