THE WALL OF FACES

Never forgotten.

HOOAH

On the remembrance of your 78th birthday, your sacrifice is not 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 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.

As long as you are remembered you will always be with us.

THANK FOR YOUR SERVICE SACRIFICE

To all reading this, hello.
My name is Caleb, and I chose this man to cover in a research project. There is unfortunately little about him on the internet, but from what I have seen, John was a steadfast person, always willing to do the right thing, and to do so with a kind heart. The world is worse off without him.