THE WALL OF FACES

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.

Dear Sp4 Robert Pastore, Thank you for your service as an Infantryman. Saying thank you isn't enough, but it is from the heart. It is Holy Thursday and Passover. Time passes quickly. Please watch over America, it stills needs your strength, courage and faithfulness, especially now. Rest in peace with the angels.

Robbie, you were a great friend when we were growing up in Watkins Glen. We had some great times. I was in training in the army when you passed. It was news that hit me hard. God Bless.

Robert, we met when I was staying with my grandparents in Watkins Glen for the summer of 1964. I still can recall after all these years the fun we had at the glen, the lake and with my cousins who were friends yours. And the great pizza in your town I cannot get it that good in NYC. I am not sure why I am leaving this remembrance. Perhaps just reflecting on times when life seemed richer and death remote or perhaps because you deserve recognition. I remember you as a really wonderful person and being a wonderful person I have found rare among the human race. But also I was going through some pictures of my time in Watkins Glen. I remember my cousin telling me you were killed. I will be visiting Watkins Glen sometime this summer. Have not been back since 1964. I wish I could express to you the blessing of a god but I do not believe in such things. That your death was in vain I cannot know. I just wish I could have known you longer and for many others to have come to know you.

Dear SP4 Robert Joseph Pastore, sir

As an American, I would like to thank you for your service and for your sacrifice made on behalf of our wonderful country. The youth of today could gain much by learning of heroes such as yourself, men and women whose courage and heart can never be questioned.

May God allow you to read this, and may He allow me to someday shake your hand when I get to Heaven to personally thank you. May he also allow my father to find you and shake your hand now to say thank you; for America, and for those who love you.

With respect, and the best salute a civilian can muster for you, Sir

Curt Carter