THE WALL OF FACES

FOREVER REMEMBERED

"If you are able, save for them a place inside of you....and save one backward glance when you are leaving for the places they can no longer go.....Be not ashamed to say you loved them....
Take what they have left and what they have taught you with their dying and keep it with your own....And in that time when men decide and feel safe to call the war insane, take one moment to embrace those gentle heroes you left behind...."

Quote from a letter home by Maj. Michael Davis O'Donnell
KIA 24 March 1970. Distinguished Flying Cross: Shot down and Killed while attempting to rescue 8 fellow soldiers surrounded by attacking enemy forces.

We Nam Brothers pause to give a backward glance, and post this remembrance to you, one of the gentle heroes lost to the War in Vietnam:

Slip off that pack. Set it down by the crooked trail. Drop your steel pot alongside. Shed those magazine-ladened bandoliers away from your sweat-soaked shirt. Lay that silent weapon down and step out of the heat. Feel the soothing cool breeze right down to your soul ... and rest forever in the shade of our love, brother.

From your Nam-Band-Of-Brothers

Thank you Uncle Gary. We are grateful for the things you did for us. This was the best thing i could think of at this moment.
Thank you again -Bryan
P.s. I hope to go to the wall again soon and see you and the others.

Thank you Uncle Gary. We are grateful for the things you did for us. This was the best thing i could think of at this moment.
Thank you again -Bryan
P.s. I hope to go to the wall again soon and see you and the others.

As a fellow Buckeye, I say "THANK YOU"

As a Veteran, I say "JOB WELL DONE, SOLDIER"

As an American, "YOUR DEATH WAS NOT IN VAIN"

And as a Believer, "YOUR SPIRIT IS ALIVE--AND STRONG"

Although, we never met personally, I want to thank you again Sergeant MCKIDDY, for your courageous and valiant service, faithful contribution, and most holy sacrifice, given to this great country of ours!

REST IN ETERNAL PEACE MY FRIEND

Gary was my brother, he lived as he died, taking care of his friends. No greater love is that in which one gives his life for a friend. Ron McKiddy