THE WALL OF FACES

A butterfly lights beside us like a sunbeam
And for a brief moment its glory
and beauty belong to our world
But then it flies again
And though we wish it could have stayed...
We feel lucky to have seen it.

Dear PFC Sanders Stroud, Thank you for your service as an Infantryman. Saying thank you isn't enough, but it is from the heart. Today is Memorial Day, and we honor you. Please watch over America, it stills needs your strength, courage, guidance and faithfulness, especially now. Rest in peace with the angels.

Here is a photo of Sandy's gravesite at Seaside Memorial Park in Corpus Christi, Tx.

Sandy was a good friend of my older sister. Although he was almost 4 years older than me, I remember him well before he left for Vietnam. He was a very kind and gentle young man. He had a red and white little car. I think it was a '63 or '64 Dodge Dart. Although it has been over 50 years, you have not been forgotten for the ultimate sacrifice you made for your country. Thank You and God Bless You!

When he was 12, Sandy and my brother met on a playground. I was two with severely crossed eyes. Sandy said his dad was an eye doctor and maybe he could fix them. They carried me to his house - on foot no less - and Dr. Stroud operated on my eyes the next morning. He didn't charge us. That's a pretty kind 12 year old. I remember when we found out he was killed in Vietnam. I was eight. I cried in my room. I still cry for you, Sandy. We wish you were still here.