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 was in the same Platoon with Larry, different Squad. He was a very good Soldier and Man. Killed on his last day in the field, very sad. I talked to his son ,who was born while he was in Vietnam, many years later. The price of Liberty has always been very high.

Dear Sp4 Laurence Millett, Thank you for your service as an Infantryman. 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.

Dear SP4 Laurence Arthur Millett, sir

As an American, I would like to thank you for your service and for your sacrifice made on behalf of our wonderful country. The youth of today could gain much by learning of heroes such as yourself, men and women whose courage and heart can never be questioned.

May God allow you to read this, and may He allow me to someday shake your hand when I get to Heaven to personally thank you. May he also allow my father to find you and shake your hand now to say thank you; for America, and for those who love you.

With respect, and the best salute a civilian can muster for you, Sir

Curt Carter

SP4 Millett was a solid soldier and squad leader for his unit, 2d Platoon, Bravo Co., 5th46th Inf., 198th Bde., Americal Div., and his loss was grieved by all of his comrades. His dedicated, selfless and able service to his unit and his nation is very much appreciated.