THE WALL OF FACES

There is a place
Not far from here
Where spirits walk
And heroes live
And honor still resides.

It is a wall
With names inscribed
Of those who served
When they were asked...
The brothers of my youth.

I go there still
To walk and think
About my life,
And what I've done since
And things that might have been.

There is a debt
I can't repay
Too many lives were spent.
And one man's life cannot suffice
To make their deaths worthwhile.

But there is hope
In the memory
Of those we leave behind
Who know the price that freedom brings
Who can carry on in kind.

I send you now
To touch a name
So the vision can be passed
Remember there is honor still
It is for you to see it lasts.

They are not dead
And have a wish
As all old soldiers do
The reflection you see before you now
Is their wish to live in you.

Tim and I went through basic training at Fort Polk and then flight school beginning at Fort Walters Texas. We were friends and often talked of our dreams as well as our families. Tim especially talked and told me about his mom who he loved and greatly appreciated. Tim if you are listening know you are not forgotten.

Dear WO Timothy McKiernan, Thank you for your service as n Utility & Light Cargo Single Rotor Helicopter Pilot. Saying thank you isn't enough, but it is from the heart. Time passes quickly, but our world needs help. Please watch over America, it stills needs your strength, courage, guidance and faithfulness. Rest in peace with the angels.

Warrant Officer Timothy James McKiernan, Served with the 117th Assault Helicopter Company, 145th Aviation Battalion, 12th Aviation Group, 1st Aviation Brigade.

Remembering you on the 48th anniversary of your death. Thank you for serving our country. God bless you, Sir, and rest in peace.