THE WALL OF FACES

Dear PFC Robert Piazza, Thank you for your service as a Rifleman. Saying thank you isn't enough, but it is from the heart. Tomorrow is the 46th anniversary of the last battle of the war. Time passes quickly. Please watch over America, it stills needs your strength, courage and faithfulness, especially now. Rest in peace with the angels.

Dear PFC Robert Piazza, Thank you for your service as a Rifleman. Saying thank you isn't enough, but it is from the heart. Tomorrow is the 46th anniversary of the last battle of the war. Time passes quickly. Please watch over America, it stills needs your strength, courage and faithfulness, especially now. Rest in peace with the angels.

A group of us worked at the Big Apple and knew each other. Remembering you driving by my block as I walked home. Seeing you when you came home on leave. Through all these years I always thought of you and still have all the letters and cards we exchanged. You are forever in my heart❣️
Love Susan

I met Bob in fifth grade when he still called himself Roberto Piazza. We would sometimes walk home from Camp Ave. School together and play at my house because it was closer to the school. Bob was a little chunky back then, and both of us liked to watch wrestling on TV so we would frequently wrestle each other. He would emulate the fat guys and Come up with moves and name them. The submission hold was The Piazza Bluff (similar to Haystacks Calhoun's Big Splash.). It was difficult wrestling Bob because we laughed so much. That's just how he was.
When I read about his death so many years ago, it put that whole war into perspective. Bob was a truly good guy.

Met and worked with you at the Big Apple supermarket in East Meadow. I tried to talk you into joining the Air Force with me, but you talked me into joining the Marines with you. The toughest sweetheart of a guy I've known, and no greater friend. Miss you greatly.