HONORED ON PANEL 9W, LINE 76 OF THE WALL
JOHN NEWT MCCLENDON JR
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JOHN N MCCLENDON JR
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LEFT FOR JOHN NEWT MCCLENDON JR
POSTED ON 5.8.2009
POSTED BY: family member
i will always love you
john newt mcclendon we never really meet so you dont know me but i know u. the wall came to my school last week and i found your name it stood out to me because we have the same last name, so i researched your name and pictures. it turns out i am related to you.who knew. i just wanted to say this i will always love u like my brother i will never let u go inside.even though we dont personally know each other our souls will some how connect.thank you for all that you have done. for fighting for your country. you are very brave and i give you all my respect. i thank you myself and my family i mean our family thanks you a lot. i wish just one day i could see you before you went to battle so i could tell you to be safe but thats ok.you gave it all you had in the army.one day i will see you in heaven and when im there i will welcome you home like everyone should have done. from your long lost cousin jennifer
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POSTED ON 6.22.2005
POSTED BY: Bob Ross
Do not stand at my grave and weep
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.
Mary Frye – 1932
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.
Mary Frye – 1932
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POSTED ON 6.21.2005
POSTED BY: Dave Kruger, 196th LIB. 66-67
Not forgotten
John, Although we never met, I just want you to know that you are not forgotten. You gave the ultimate sacrifice, your life for what you believed in. Sleep well my friend, and thank you for protecting the freedoms we have today.
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POSTED ON 12.19.2003
POSTED BY: Chris Spencer
NATIVE AMERICAN PRAYER
It is said a man hasn't died as long as he is remembered. This prayer is a way for families, friends and fellow veterans to remember our fallen brothers and sisters. 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 hush, I am the swift, uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight, I am the stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there, I did not die
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