THE WALL OF FACES

God Bless you Bobby.... We went to school together at Mowat and Bay High!

Robert is buried at Evergreen Memorial Gardens, Panama City, Bay County,FL.

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:
... and rest forever in the shade of our love, brother.

From your Nam-Band-Of-Brothers

I KNEW YOU AS BOBBY.WE GREW UP TOGETHER IN LYNN HAVEN BEFORE I MOVED AWAY TO ALABAMA AFTER THE 11TH GRADE...I LIVED ON TENNESSEE AVE NOT 2 BLOCKS FM YOU.

I REMEMBER HOW MANY LAUGHS WE HAD.SEVERAL YEARS AGO I DROVE BY YOUR HOUSE,AND YOU FATHER WAS STANDING OUT FRONT.IT WAS JUST ABOUT 10 YEARS AFTER YOU DIED...I HAD WANTED SO VERY MUCH TO STOP AND TELL HIM ABOUT OUR FRIENDSHIP AND TELL HIM HIS SON IS STILL MISSED..

I REMEMBER MR.SIZEMORE ALWAYS HAD THESE CITRUS TREES IN HIS BACK AND SIDE YARD..THEY GREW LEMONS..THE SIZE OF GRAPEFRUITS..WE USE TO GO DOWN TO THE BAY DOWN THE STREET AND RIDE BIKES.WE WERE IN THE 6TH THRU 10TH GRADES IN SCHOOL...

I USE TO HAVE A PICTURE OF ME,BOBBY,SONNY CHRISTIAN,PHILLIP MANOUS AND SEVERAL OTHERS STANDING EATING POPSICLES AFTER PLAYING SOME FOOTBALL...SO MANY YEARS AGO...I AM STILL TRYING TO FIND THE PICTURE.

BOBBY,I RECENTLY WENT TO VIETNAM MEMORIAL TO VISIT YOU...IT WAS A TIME I WILL NEVER FORGET.ALL THE LAUGHTER AND DASHING TO AND FRO AS WE GOT OFF THE TRAM IN FRONT OF THE LINCOLN MEMORIAL...BUT AS WE APPROACHED "THE WALL" IT GRADUALLY BECAME QUIETER AND QUIETER...UNTIL FINALLY THERE WAS A GENTLE STILLNESS..A WHISPERED PRAYER SOMEWHERE,MOURNFUL TEARS,AS I PASSED THOSE STATUE-LIKE VISITORS ALONG THE WALL WHO CAST REFLECTIONS...

I STOPPPED AND SAID A PRAYER FOR YOU..AND FOR ALL OF US..SOMETIMES ITS NOT FAIR,THAT I AM STILL HERE AND YOU ARE GONE..I HAVE ALREADY LIVED 29 YEARS LONGER THAN YOU. 29 YEARS OF LIFE YOU WERE CHEATED OF.

I FELT I HAD TO WRITE TO SAY THANKS.THANKS FOR THE GOOD TIMES...

AS SURELY AS THERE IS DEATH,BOBBY.I KNOW THERE IS A LIFE HEREAFTER..AND I KNOW GOD HAS TAKEN YOU TO BE WITH HIM..

ONE DAY WE SHALL ALL BE TOGETHER
AGAIN.
I WOULD WELCOME ANY LETTER TO ME FM A FAMILY MEMBER OR FRIEND..MY ADDRESS:

SAMUEL RICHARD (DICK)KIRK
100 MCQUEEN SMITH RD SOUTH APT H-4
PRATTVILLE ALABAMA 36066
334-361-2227

Bob Sizemore was a FNG in the 176th AHC when I was a short timer. He joined the Musket Gun Platoon and took my call sign, Musket 35, when I went home. A fellow Floridian Bob was special to me. He was very popular with the EM and his fellow Officers, and is still missed after all these years.