THE WALL OF FACES

For his mother, two brothers and sister who live in Clovis, New Mexico. Gilivaldo now rests next to his father who recently passed away.

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

You were trying to complete a mission we'd been on earlier that Veterans' Day, 11Nov65, to rescue a wounded Korean. We were ambushed (I was the only one not wounded), and had to abandon the mission. Later that night, you and Allred and Esposito died in our place.

I finally made it to The Wall this past Veterans' Day, and took rubbings of your names...

I thank you for your service, and your sacrifice.

Dear Gilivaldo,
I a student at Gridley High School in Gridley Illinois that is doing a project
involving reading about those who gave their lives during the Vietnam War and writing
remembrances for them. Even though we have never met, I would like to thank you for
your bravery and dedication during the Vietnam War. You have helped defend our
country and for that I am truely thankful. May God bless you for all that you did.
Sincerely,
Kelsey Zehr

Your contribution and sacrifice for our country has not been forgotten.