RICKY L BOWDEN
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HONORED ON PANEL 14W, LINE 119 OF THE WALL

RICKY LYNN BOWDEN

WALL NAME

RICKY L BOWDEN

PANEL / LINE

14W/119

DATE OF BIRTH

06/28/1949

CASUALTY PROVINCE

QUANG NAM

DATE OF CASUALTY

02/10/1970

HOME OF RECORD

POTTSVILLE

COUNTY OF RECORD

Pope County

STATE

AR

BRANCH OF SERVICE

ARMY

RANK

SGT

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REMEMBRANCES

LEFT FOR RICKY LYNN BOWDEN
POSTED ON 11.17.2013
POSTED BY: Curt Carter [email protected]

Remembering An American Hero

Dear SGT Ricky Lynn Bowden, 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
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POSTED ON 2.10.2013
POSTED BY: Pam (Gleason) McAnulty

Remembering again

It is actually 43 years ago today. I saw Marcia's post of 31 years, and thought another 10 years gone by, but really is 13 more. I think of Ricky often. And still wonder 'why'.

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POSTED ON 2.10.2013
POSTED BY: Pam (Gleason) McAnuty

Remembering

41 years ago today. I will never forget it

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POSTED ON 2.17.2004
POSTED BY: Chris Spencer

NATIVE AMERICAN PRAYER

It is said a man hasn't died as long as he is remembered. This prayer is a way for families, friends and fellow veterans to remember our fallen brothers and sisters. 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 sunlight on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning hush, I am the swift, uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight, I am the stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there, I did not die.
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POSTED ON 6.2.2002
POSTED BY: Marcia Butler

What If. . .

Thirty-one years have passed since Rick died. I keep thinking, "What would life be like if Rick had lived?" and my heart breaks all over again! The wound just never seems to heal.
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