HONORED ON PANEL 1W, LINE 25 OF THE WALL
WILLIAM HENRY OSTERMEYER
WALL NAME
WILLIAM H OSTERMEYER
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1W/25
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DATE OF CASUALTY
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REMEMBRANCES
LEFT FOR WILLIAM HENRY OSTERMEYER
POSTED ON 3.2.2011
POSTED BY: Lorie King Rheams
A Dear Friend
Bill was stationed in Alabama with us and again in California. I still have my bracelet and have visited him at the wall. God bless you my friend. I think of you often!
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POSTED ON 10.15.2010
POSTED BY: Kay Shelton
Found MIA Bracelet
I found William's MIA bracelet 25 years ago and have kept it; wanting to get it to the Wall.The traveling wall came to Arnold,Missouri Oct.14th and was able to leave with them in the hopes it get's to the family. I took a rubbing so I will never forget the young man and his family in my prayers and thanks for his ultimate sacrifice for us all.
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POSTED ON 4.1.2009
You are Not Forgotten Big Brother
From your brother and his family. WE MISS YOU!
Love Dean, Cindy Damian & Tracy
Love Dean, Cindy Damian & Tracy
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POSTED ON 12.9.2007
POSTED BY: Susie Bogard
Your Last Mission
Hi Bill. I never got to meet you but you flew your last mission with my husband, Pat Bogard. I did meet your wife in 1972 and the two of did what wives do-----ask questions and try to find answers. We are still in touch with each other 36 years later. We both want the same thing---for you and Pat to come home. You're not forgotten and never will be as long as someone is alive to remember your vibrance. During this holiday season, I wish you peace and knowledge that you are still loved and remembered. My Christmas wish is for you to be returned to your country and family. Rest well, Bill, and may God bless you and all of those who love you.
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POSTED ON 5.12.2005
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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