THE WALL OF FACES

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 sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.

As long as you are remembered you will always be with us...

The war may be forgotten but the warrior will always be remembered. All gave Some-Some gave All. Rest in peace James.

I was on vacation in Washington, I went to President Kennedy's grave, it seemed a duty to me, I was born on November 21,1963, and I also saw the Vietnam veterans memorial with a name written, YOUR name, MY name: BOUYER. I have felt a certain emotion and still now: RIP James Earl BOUYER from Prattville, those who knew you will keep you in their heart forever.
A French citizen
Pascal BOUYER from Beausoleil

DEAR PFC BOUYER,
THANKS FOR YOUR SERVICE AS AN INFANTRYMAN.SUNDAY IS MOTHER'S DAY. IT HAS BEEN FAR TOO LONG FOR ALL OF YOU TO HAVE BEEN GONE. WE APPRECIATE ALL YOU HAVE DONE, AND YOUR SACRIFICE. WATCH OVER THE U.S.A., IT STILL NEEDS YOUR COURAGE. GOD BLESS YOU. MAY THE ANGELS BE AT YOUR SIDE. REST IN PEACE. YOU ARE ALL IN OUR PRAYERS.

Earl was my 1st cousin and we shared many encounters together. We were both in Basic Training at Fort Benning, Georgia in 1968 and we were anxious about where we would be assigned after we completed our training. We assumed that that we would be sent to Vietnam, since Tet was in full swing. Fortunately I was sent to Germany, even after I volunteered to go to Vietnam, but Earl was sent to Vietnam. We managed to exchange a couple of letters while Earl was in Vietnam. My last letter to him was returned with an attached typed letter from the Department of the Army. The letter just stated that they were unable to deliver the letter to Earl since their records indicated that he was reported to have deceased on April 1, 1969. I found the typed letter to be cold and unfeeling, but at least I knew that Earl was deceased. I never got to say farewell cousin, but I will never forget you. Your cousin David Edison Biggs.