THE WALL OF FACES

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

I remember the family reunions, baseball. The last one 1975, your dad & me kicked everyone's ass at horseshoes. Think about you often! Ed Bodell USAF & Vietnam Veteran.

Will always remember the letters so far and few apart old friend one saying you were coming over , and we we were going to meet somewhere around Danang and the next a letter from home saying you were gone.
You are truly missed and I will always remember our friendship going to school

Larry Bruining
USMC. VIETNAM 68. 69

DEAR WARRANT OFFICE BODELL,
THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE AS AN UTILITY & LIGHT CARGO SINGLE ROTOR HELICOPTER PILOT. IT HAS BEEN FAR TOO LONG FOR ALL OF YOU TO HAVE BEEN GONE. WE APPRECIATE ALL YOU HAVE DONE, AND YOUR SACRIFICE. WATCH OVER THE U.S.A., IT STILL NEEDS YOUR COURAGE. GOD BLESS YOU. MAY THE ANGELS BE AT YOUR SIDE. REST IN PEACE. MANY OF US HAVE BEGUN OUR JOURNEY TO EASTER. AND YOU ARE ALL IN OUR PRAYERS. IT IS HOLY SATURDAY, AND PASSOVER - GOD'S BLESSINGS ON YOU.

Best friends from Lee High. Loved outdoors and running at the Pit. All around good guy and fun to be around. Wild and crazy at times, in a really good way. Love you.