THE WALL OF FACES

I meet you at Ft Hood you were a very good friend and I remember when you told me you were going to my old unit , I served with B Troop 3/4 Cav 3rd Plt you started to drill me with questions about the unit and wanted to know all about it. I remember when you asked what I was on . I told him M48 tank B 36 3rd Plt you like that tuff tank . Later on found out they went to M551 Light Tank !! Well I just want people to know how kind you were black or white it didn’t matter we were brothers !! I will always think about you man I know you’re with our LORD and I know I’ll see you again Retired US ARMY First Sgt James Angove

I meet you at Ft Hood you were a very good friend and I remember when you told me you were going to my old unit , I served with B Troop 3/4 Cav 3rd Plt you started to drill me with questions about the unit and wanted to know all about it. I remember when you asked what I was on . I told him M48 tank B 36 3rd Plt you like that tuff tank . Later on found out they went to M551 Light Tank !! Well I just want people to know how kind you were black or white it didn’t matter we were brothers !! I will always think about you man I know you’re with our LORD and I know I’ll see you again Retired US ARMY First Sgt James Angove

To my great uncle .. i hear so many stories about you all the time from what I hear you were a great loving and charismatic person it would of been great to meet you my older brother was named after you, but we all love and miss you it and I? just want you to know thanks you for serving our country proudly love you from your dearest nephew

Thank you Staff Sergeant Rice for your devotion, leadership and exemplary courage under fire.

They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted;
They fell with their faces to the foe.

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.

- from "For the Fallen", by Laurence Binyon