THE WALL OF FACES

Great sadness fills our hearts today
As pipes and drums, in slow march play.
A comrade’s fallen by the way,
And now we say goodbye.

This hero to the very end
Was more than just a casual friend,
Who would a stranger’s life defend,
And now we say goodbye

But we shall cherish, all our days,
The character this life portrayed
With sacrifice so freely made,
And now we say goodbye.

The hand salute, o’er Stars and Stripes,
And distant skirl of highland pipes,
Bid last farewell with hero’s rights,
And now we say goodbye.

While here on Earth, you gave your best.
Now in the Master’s arms you rest.
T’is by your memory we are blessed.
And now we say goodbye.

Dear Cpl Henry Smith, Thank you for your service as a Field Radio Operator. Saying thank you isn't enough, but it is from the heart. It is the last day of winter, and it's Lent. Time moves quickly. Please watch over America, it stills needs your strength, courage, guidance and faithfulness, especially now. Rest in peace with the angels.

Thank you for your service and your sacrifice. Thank you for stepping up and answering your country's call. Rest easy knowing you will never be forgotten.

Henry is my first cousin once-removed, son of my Great-Aunt Nona Nester Smith. I was 7 years old when Henry gave his life for our freedom. Even though I didn't know him well (probably only met him once), I loved my Aunt Nona and always recognized her grief and loss, while also understanding how proud she was of his service. Our family has mentioned and remembered Henry many times over these 50 years. My dad and mom were able to visit The Wall about 20 years ago and Dad was privileged to make a rubbing of Henry's name there.

Henry, we remember and love you and thank you for giving your all for us.

Dear CPL Henry Edward Smith, 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, Sir

Curt Carter