THE WALL OF FACES

Thank you for your service to our country so long ago sir. The remembrance from Ralph Beaton is moving and reflects his admiration and respect for you. As long as you are remembered you will remain in our hearts forever….

Though I never met you, your sister Linda was my Mother. I am your niece Christina. She passed away 1/7/2021. She spoke very often of you. You passing was very difficult for her, to the day she passed. I know you are reunited in Heaven. I now have your flag and will take care of it.

Hey Rich, on this Memorial Day I take a moment to share a memory with those who care. Although I did not know you for very long, I did have the unforgettable moment of meeting you at the White Tower diner on Continental Avenue. Our mutual friend, Robert Conroy, introduced me to you on that day, so very long ago back in 1967. You were around three years older than me so I looked up to you as a role model whom I admired greatly for your courage. When we shook hands I'll never forget your warm and gentle smile. I also can recall how you were dressed in your class A uniform which hardly fit you anymore reflecting how much weight you had lost from all the stress and distress I knew you were going through. I'm sure your sister can also still vouch for that! When I also served in the Army some years later, I felt I was following in your footsteps. After all these years, I have never forgotten you and my only regret was not knowing you for very long due to your life being cut so very short at the very young age of 21. Your memory still brings tears to my eyes for my having lost both a friend and a hero. You will never be forgotten for all those that have been graced to have known you whether friends or family. I will never forget the painful day when I received the news of your sacrifice. Rob told me how he ran into your sister who had informed him of the terrible tragedy to you and your family. May you forever rest in peace and in the loving embrace of our Lord. I would like to follow up with the beautiful lyrics of one of my favorite hymns,

Mansions of the Lord:

"To fallen soldiers let us sing
Where no rockets fly nor bullets wing
Our broken brothers let us bring
To the mansions of the Lord

No more bleeding, no more fight
No prayers pleading through the night
Just divine embrace, eternal light
In the mansions of the Lord

Where no mothers cry
And no children weep
We will stand and guard though the angels sleep
All through the ages safely keep
The mansions of the Lord"

Hey Rich, on this Memorial Day I take a moment to share a memory with those who care. Although I did not know you for very long, I did have the unforgettable moment of meeting you at the White Tower diner on Continental Avenue. Our mutual friend, Robert Conroy, introduced me to you on that day, so very long ago back in 1967. You were around three years older than me so I looked up to you as a role model whom I admired greatly for your courage. When we shook hands I'll never forget your warm and gentle smile. I also can recall how you were dressed in your class A uniform which hardly fit you anymore reflecting how much weight you had lost from all the stress and distress I knew you were going through. I'm sure your sister can also still vouch for that! When I also served in the Army some years later, I felt I was following in your footsteps. After all these years, I have never forgotten you and my only regret was not knowing you for very long due to your life being cut so very short at the very young age of 21. Your memory still brings tears to my eyes for my having lost both a friend and a hero. You will never be forgotten for all those that have been graced to have known you whether friends or family. I will never forget the painful day when I received the news of your sacrifice. Rob told me how he ran into your sister who had informed him of the terrible tragedy to you and your family. May you forever rest in peace and in the loving embrace of our Lord. I would like to follow up with the beautiful lyrics of one of my favorite hymns,

Mansions of the Lord:

"To fallen soldiers let us sing
Where no rockets fly nor bullets wing
Our broken brothers let us bring
To the mansions of the Lord

No more bleeding, no more fight
No prayers pleading through the night
Just divine embrace, eternal light
In the mansions of the Lord

Where no mothers cry
And no children weep
We will stand and guard though the angels sleep
All through the ages safely keep
The mansions of the Lord"

Dear PFC Richard Myskyweiz, Thank you for your service as an Infantryman. Saying thank you isn't enough, but it is from the heart. Happy New Year. Time passes quickly. Please watch over America, it stills needs your strength, courage and faithfulness, especially now. Rest in peace with the angels.