HONORED ON PANEL 1W, LINE 24 OF THE WALL
LONNIE PAT BOGARD
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LONNIE P BOGARD
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1W/24
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LEFT FOR LONNIE PAT BOGARD
POSTED ON 12.9.2007
POSTED BY: Susie Bogard Burdette
You May Be Found
2007 - Your crash site may have been located in North Vietnam. They will be excavating this summer weather permitting. You have many friends and a few family still waiting to have you come home. We all love you so much.
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POSTED ON 11.12.2007
POSTED BY: Still waiting and remembering
The Search For Pat and Bill
2007 - A crash site at latitude 171719N & longitude 1061235E may be the F4 aircraft piloted by Pat and navigated by Bill Ostermeyer. Excavation is scheduled for summer 2007 provided that the weather holds and that the Federal Government doesn't further cut back funds for Search & Recovery. All who loved and cared for Pat and Bill are holding a collective breath. Join us in a prayer that these two men will be repatriated to their own country very soon.
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POSTED ON 6.7.2007
POSTED BY: Kenny P
My cuz and my best friend
I have such great memories of my cuz. We played together as kids,attended OSU together,and what plans we had for doing things together forever. I like many others have hurt way too long not knowing. Come home Bog. I love and miss ya.
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POSTED ON 5.12.2005
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 10.28.2004
POSTED BY: Cheryl Collins
Friend
Pat, my heart grieves that you are lost in Viet Nam. You are a brave and patriotic man. I will always remember you and the support you gave to me and my family when my husband, Terry Banning was killed. Susie, I would love to hear from you.
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