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 sunlight 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.

Your sacrifice is not forgotten.

HOOAH

Dear SFC Joseph Sarocam, Thank you for your service as an Infantryman. Your 87th birthday just passed, happy birthday. Saying thank you isn't enough, but it is from the heart. It is Advent. Time moves quickly. Please watch over America, it stills needs your strength, courage, guidance and faithfulness, especially now. Rest in peace with the angels.

SFC Sarocam, you were my Platoon SGT in Basic Training--your last stateside assignment before Vietnam. You taught us how to be soldiers and gave us our best chance of survival. Thank you.

SFC Sarocam, you were my Platoon SGT in Basic Training--your last stateside assignment before Vietnam. You taught us how to be soldiers and gave us our best chance of survival. Thank you.