JAMES A BLANKENSHIP
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HONORED ON PANEL 33E, LINE 6 OF THE WALL

JAMES ARLIA BLANKENSHIP

WALL NAME

JAMES A BLANKENSHIP

PANEL / LINE

33E/6

DATE OF BIRTH

07/14/1945

CASUALTY PROVINCE

PHOUC TUY

DATE OF CASUALTY

12/31/1967

HOME OF RECORD

GARDENA

COUNTY OF RECORD

Los Angeles County

STATE

CA

BRANCH OF SERVICE

ARMY

RANK

PFC

REMEMBRANCES

LEFT FOR JAMES ARLIA BLANKENSHIP
POSTED ON 11.23.2016
POSTED BY: Athena Contus

Artist

Jim dated one of my sisters from North Torrance High briefly & would come by the house when I was about nine. He drew me a beautiful sketch of a stagecoach that I still remember. One morning in home room after I got to North, I heard his name read over the speaker as one of the MIA from North High.
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POSTED ON 12.1.2013
POSTED BY: Curt Carter [email protected]

Remembering An American Hero

Dear PFC James Arlia Blankenship, 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
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POSTED ON 9.10.2012

Never Forgotten

Rest in peace with the warriors.

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POSTED ON 9.20.2009
POSTED BY: Robert Sage

We Remember

James is buried at Sac & Fox Cemetery in Stroud, OK.
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POSTED ON 7.21.2004
POSTED BY: Chris Spencer

NATIVE AMERICAN PRAYER

It is said a man hasn't died as long as he is remembered. This prayer is a way for families, friends and fellow veterans to remember our fallen brothers and sisters. 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 hush, I am the swift, uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight, I am the stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there, I did not die
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