THE WALL OF FACES

Never forgotten.

HOOAH

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 sunlight 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.

You will forever remain in our hearts and prayers

Dear Sp4 Melvin Lipscomb, Thank you for your service as n Infantryman. Saying thank you isn't enough, but it is from the heart. Today is Easter Saturday. The time passes quickly. Please watch over America, it stills needs your strength, courage, guidance and faithfulness. Rest in peace with the angels.

I noticed a headstone on the church grounds the other day. It read Melvin Lipscomb. I inquired about it and found that it was my great grandfather's brother, but what brought me here was my dad telling me about another Melvin Lipscomb who passed in the Vietnam War. My dad said the two of you were the only Lipscomb boys at his high school and you were buddies. I believe we are related somehow.

Thank you SP4 Lipscomb, family, for your bravery and service. Salute!