JOHN P SKORO JR
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HONORED ON PANEL 10E, LINE 93 OF THE WALL

JOHN PETER SKORO JR

WALL NAME

JOHN P SKORO JR

PANEL / LINE

10E/93

DATE OF BIRTH

02/03/1942

CASUALTY PROVINCE

BINH DINH

DATE OF CASUALTY

09/13/1966

HOME OF RECORD

GARY

COUNTY OF RECORD

Lake County

STATE

IN

BRANCH OF SERVICE

AIR FORCE

RANK

1LT

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REMEMBRANCES

LEFT FOR JOHN PETER SKORO JR
POSTED ON 9.13.2013
POSTED BY: Curt Carter

Remembering An American Hero

Dear 1LT John Peter Skoro Jr, sir

As an American, I would like to thank you for your service and for your sacrifice made on behalf of our wonderful country. The youth of today could gain much by learning of heroes such as yourself, men and women whose courage and heart can never be questioned.

May God allow you to read this, and may He allow me to someday shake your hand when I get to Heaven to personally thank you. May he also allow my father to find you and shake your hand now to say thank you; for America, and for those who love you.

With respect, and the best salute a civilian can muster for you, Sir

Curt Carter
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POSTED ON 9.25.2011
POSTED BY: Robert Sage

We Remember

John is buried at United States Air Force Academy Cemetery, Colorado Springs, El Paso County,CO.
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POSTED ON 1.25.2010
POSTED BY: Ken Thompson, Crew Chief, Msgt Ret.

So awful....

I remember the day he failed to return from his mission. He was the first pilot lost from our squadron, 615th TFS. Everyone was quiet, sad....couldn't believe he wouldn't return. In my heart I welcome you home and thank you for all you gave..I salute you, brother.

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POSTED ON 9.13.2003
POSTED BY: Chris Spencer

NATIVE AMERICAN PRAYER

It's said a man hasn't died as long as he is remembered. This prayer is a way for family, friends and fellow veterans to remember our fallen brothers.
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 hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush of
quiet birds in circled flight,
I am the stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die.
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POSTED ON 1.17.2003
POSTED BY: USAFA AOG

U.S. Air Force Academy

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United States Air Force Academy
Association of Graduates
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