THE WALL OF FACES

You last saw me at about 6 mos. old and you were 6 yrs. We never had the opportunity to know one another. But, I am grateful I found you after 56 years of wanting, and then finding our sisters Earlean and Jinx. I am very proud of you, Earl. I wish I had known you growing up; to have been able to talk to and to love and be inspired by you, my Big brother! I pray we will meet someday. My heart is filled with love for you. Your baby sister, Joy!

I am looking for anyone who knew PFC Earl Smith. Please contact me to share your remembrances of him.

Earl was a childhood hero, a couple years older. I thought how exciting until I heard of his death. A medic & one of the first casualities of a long & ugly war. I never went because of him, I'm glad it's over. I miss you & I am very proud of you.

Always Remembered

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 all your "Band of Nam Brothers"

Earl, 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 the freedoms we have today.