THE WALL OF FACES

Remember to 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...

Dear Lt Herbert Stark, Thank you for your service as a Navigator. Saying thank you isn't enough, but it is from the heart. The 47th anniversary of the Fall of Saigon just passed. Time passes quickly. Please watch over America, it stills needs your strength, courage, guidance and faithfulness, especially now. Rest in peace with the angels.

Herbert is buried in Mount Hope Cemetery in St. James, Minnesota.

You were one of the brave that answered the call. You honored us by your service and sacrifice. We now honor you each time we stand and sing the words “THE LAND OF THE FREE AND THE HOME OF THE BRAVE”. Rest in Peace and Honor Herbert.

High Flight as we now sing it:
"You have slipped the surly bonds of earth,
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward you've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds, --and done a hundred things
We have not dreamed of --Wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there
You've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
Your eager craft through footless halls of air...
Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
You've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
Where never lark or even eagle flew --
And, while with silent lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out your hand, and touched the face of God."
You left too soon but your voices sings on....