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 Lt Jose Ortiz, Thank you for your service as a Tactical Aircraft Pilot. Saying thank you isn't enough, but it is from the heart. Lent has begun. Time passes quickly. Please watch over America, it stills needs your strength, courage and faithfulness, especially now. Rest in peace with the angels.

1LT Jose Ortiz, You are remembered by all FACs. OV-10A 68-3824.

I remember living next door to you and Elena in pilot training when you had your son. I found out you'd died when I was passing through Manila on my way on my way to Vietnam. I wish I could tell your son what a great guy you were. I'll never forget you.

First Lieutenant Jose Hector Ortiz, Served with the 19th Tactical Air Support Squadron, 504th Tactical Air Support Group, 7th Air Force.