THE WALL OF FACES

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.

I attended VTS with George and Fred. We were in the same class and shop together. I knew the brothers since grade school in Cranston. The Mack boys and I were like oil and water. When I found out about George, I was in the Navy.
Thank you, George, for your sacrifice. Once a Marine, always a Marine!

My name is Rocco Santurri, Cranston High School East grad June 1964. I live in Venice, Florida now but every time I return to Cranston I think of you and Fred, I Thank You both for your service and Thank You for your ultimate sacrifice.

Dear PFC George Mack, Thank you for your service as an Antitank Assaultman. I researched you on your 54th anniversary, sad. Saying thank you isn't enough, but it is from the heart. Today is Memorial Day, and it is important to remember you. Time passes quickly. Please watch over America, it stills needs your strength, courage, guidance and faithfulness. Rest in peace with the angels.

my name is Robert farland I was a student of Voc,Tec.of RI and remember George. George had a twin brother Fred.From what I remember they had a 1958 Chev,Impala.They had repainted Honduras maroon.I Belive they wanted to go on a road trip after graduation.the Vietnam war was going on and every one were concerned about getting drafted.George and Fred joind the marines and went off to war.Irember seeing Fred once in a niht club in JHONSTON RI after he came home,i will never forget the wayhe looked.I also wound up in Nam a couple of years later. I will never forget George. His life stoped back then. he did not have a chance to enoy life after the war. Always rembered .