THE WALL OF FACES

Dear PFC Joseph James Borick, 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

Joseph is buried at St Mary's Cemetery, Hanover TWP,PA.

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

I am posting remembrances for a Gridley High School Posting Project. I would just like to thank you for your dedication to this country. Without it, this nation wouldn’t be what it is today. Thank you and God bless.

my name is fred arnold. as a kid growing up on north franklin street in wilkes-barre, pa. everybody called me freddie. joey borick was my next door neighbor and we were friends. he was a year older than me but we played together alot. he came from a family of seven children and he was the second youngest, older than only one sibling, a sister named stella. she was a year younger than me. anyway, we were friends and did a lot of stuff together. sometimes we got in trouble for doing things that boys normally got into trouble doing in the 1950's. but we had good times together. when he got to high school we weren't as close but we were still buddies. when he enlisted in the army during the war, i was scared and i know he was scared too because i wrote to hhim before he went to nam and after he got there. he told me he was scared and and worried. he was lonely for his home back in wilkes-barre and his family. he was looking forward to when he completed his tour of duty and could leavethat hell on earth. he was only there a month and then he was dead. when i found out, i was numb and shocked. i could not believe he was dead. his family could not believe he waas dead either because his older brothers: sonny, stevie and richie had all been in the military and had survived. i was an altar boy and served at his funeral mass. i will never forget how sad his mother, julie, was at the mass. she was in so much pain and it showed on her face. joey's brothers and sisters were also very sad but i will never forget julie clutching the american flag to her chest and crying uncontrollably. no one should have to outlive their children. in the bible it was looked upon like a curse from god to outlive your children. julie should never have had to bear such pain. i cried then and i am crying now because joey and i never got the chance to develop a friendship that would have carried us into adulthood. at the age of 18, he was still a kid and was never given the chance to have a full life. i am gratefull today that he was patriotic but i wish i could share that with him now.