HONORED ON PANEL 6W, LINE 41 OF THE WALL
PATRICK DEAN ROSEN
WALL NAME
PATRICK D ROSEN
PANEL / LINE
6W/41
DATE OF BIRTH
CASUALTY PROVINCE
DATE OF CASUALTY
HOME OF RECORD
COUNTY OF RECORD
STATE
BRANCH OF SERVICE
RANK
REMEMBRANCES
LEFT FOR PATRICK DEAN ROSEN
POSTED ON 10.25.2013
POSTED BY: Curt Carter [email protected]
Remembering An American Hero
Dear CPL Patrick Dean Rosen, 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
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 12.5.2005
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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POSTED ON 9.23.2005
POSTED BY: Mongoose Bravo, B Co, 1st Bn, 5th Cav
Trying to find Patrick's family
Danny Baker who posted on this site; please contact me [email protected]
Trying to locate Patrick's family for his former unit CO who is LTC Hugh Foster, B Co, 1st Bn, 5th Cav. "Mongoose Bravo."
The unit wants to send Patrick's family a Scroll to assure them that Patrick has been been forgotten, nor will he ever be forgotten
Thanks for contacting us.
Posted 23 Sept 2005
M. Bish
Trying to locate Patrick's family for his former unit CO who is LTC Hugh Foster, B Co, 1st Bn, 5th Cav. "Mongoose Bravo."
The unit wants to send Patrick's family a Scroll to assure them that Patrick has been been forgotten, nor will he ever be forgotten
Thanks for contacting us.
Posted 23 Sept 2005
M. Bish
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