THE WALL OF FACES

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.

Dear WO Peter Miller, Thank you for your service as an Utility & Light Cargo Single Rotor Helicopter Pilot. I researched you on your 52nd anniversary, sad. Saying thank you isn't enough, but it is from the heart. Halloween is soon. Time passes quickly. Please watch over America, it stills needs your strength, courage and faithfulness, especially now. Rest in peace with the angels.

I am from Hyde Park and Pete and I joined the Army together. We went through Basic Training and Flight School together and we went to Viet Nam at the same time but to different units. We kept in touch via letters.

Pete was a great friend and was always willing to help when the going got rough. He will always be remembered.

I grew up in Stanfordville. I was a year older so Ken was my classmate. I was in Viet Nam when Pete was killed. When I got home four months later, I didn't know whether to visit his folks. What would they think of a visit by the son who did come back? I talked to an old farmer neighbor who advised me not to. So I did not. But I still to this day wonder if I should have.

Pete and I were friends in Stanfordville N.Y. He was a great guy. We played on a town Basketball team and a softball team before both going into the service. The enclosed picture was taken on a trip to the Viet Nam Memorial in Washington D.C. in 2013. R.I.P Pete