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.

Dear CPL Samuel Morgan, Thank you for your service as an Infantryman. Saying thank you isn't enough, but it is from the heart. It is 2nd Week of Advent, and this week means peace. Time passes quickly. Please watch over America, it stills needs your strength, courage and faithfulness, especially now. Rest in peace with the angels.

I was about 25 or 30 feet from you when you and James got hit, you hadn't been in country very long, so we didn't get to know each other very well, I think about you quiet often, especially this time of year RIP brother.

This is my father. I don't remember him. I was only 4 years old when he was killed. I wish I got to known him better and had memories of him. The sad part is the only picture I have of him, is the one on this page.. I truly wish I got to know you dad.. Miss and luv your daughter Jackie

This is my great-uncle. We as a family are very proud of.his service...and his sacrifice. My dad takes often of when the military came to the door and handed my grandmother a letter and apologized for her loss. Thank you everyone for your kind words.