PETER F SCHRAMM
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HONORED ON PANEL 7E, LINE 131 OF THE WALL

PETER FRYE SCHRAMM

WALL NAME

PETER F SCHRAMM

PANEL / LINE

7E/131

DATE OF BIRTH

09/05/1946

CASUALTY PROVINCE

QUANG NAM

DATE OF CASUALTY

06/01/1966

HOME OF RECORD

WAKEFIELD

COUNTY OF RECORD

Middlesex County

STATE

MA

BRANCH OF SERVICE

MARINE CORPS

RANK

LCPL

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REMEMBRANCES

LEFT FOR PETER FRYE SCHRAMM
POSTED ON 9.24.2012
POSTED BY: Robert Sage

We Remember

Peter is buried at Puritan Lawn Cemetery, Peabody,MA. PH

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POSTED ON 8.28.2011

Remembered

Rest in peace with the warriors.
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POSTED ON 4.20.2006
POSTED BY: Bill Nelson

NEVER FORGOTTEN

FOREVER REMEMBERED

"If you are able, save for them a place inside of you....and save one backward glance when you are leaving for the places they can no longer go.....Be not ashamed to say you loved them....
Take what they have left and what they have taught you with their dying and keep it with your own....And in that time when men decide and feel safe to call the war insane, take one moment to embrace those gentle heroes you left behind...."

Quote from a letter home by Maj. Michael Davis O'Donnell
KIA 24 March 1970. Distinguished Flying Cross: Shot down and Killed while attempting to rescue 8 fellow soldiers surrounded by attacking enemy forces.

We Nam Brothers pause to give a backward glance, and post this remembrance to you, one of the gentle heroes lost to the War in Vietnam:

Slip off that pack. Set it down by the crooked trail. Drop your steel pot alongside. Shed those magazine-ladened bandoliers away from your sweat-soaked shirt. Lay that silent weapon down and step out of the heat. Feel the soothing cool breeze right down to your soul ... and rest forever in the shade of our love, brother.

From your Nam-Band-Of-Brothers
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POSTED ON 6.1.2005
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

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POSTED ON 6.1.2005
POSTED BY: Dave Kruger, 196th LIB. 66-67

Not forgotten

Peter, Although we never met, I just want you to know you are not forgotten. You gave the ultimate sacrifice, your life for what you believed in. Sleep well my friend, and thank you for protecting our freedoms.
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