THE WALL OF FACES

Dear Sgt Eugene Sutton, Thank you for your service as an Infantryman. Saying thank you isn't enough, but it is from the heart. Flag Day is soon. Time passes quickly. Please watch over America, it stills needs your strength, courage, guidance and faithfulness, especially now. Rest in peace with the angels.

I will always remember Sutty as I was the "girl next door" when he left for war.
He was an amazingly funny, warm and intelligent person. He would have meant
everything to his family and friends had he lived. I will never forget him and cherish the memories.

Dear SGT Eugene Morgan Sutton Jr, 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

I remember a live wire high school friend who was everywhere at once. I was on the ECHO staff with him and shared many good times in class and out. Those who knew him will always have him in a special place in our memory.

Yes, forever remembered! We were sweethearts our senior year @ Cary High School. Your baby sister Ann is doing a wonderful job of tracking down your old friends. I feel that you are smiling about that!

When I think about the incorigible Sutty Sutton it always makes me smile and laugh. What fun you were, what fun we had. You set tiny little Cary and the HS on its ear from the day you arrived.

From the first ever, historic painting of the school year on the water tower, to all the activities you were involved in, you made quite the impression! I was flattered and honored to be your girlfriend, even for such a short time.

You died while still a teenager--only 19 yrs. old. I think of my own children, now grown, and that sends a chill down my spine. A great loss for me personnally, for your family and your country. So sad.

But back to the Sutty that made me laugh. I am thankful that you taught me to color outside the lines, that it was ok to be a bit outrageous. I am the woman I am today in large part, thanks to you.

I am sure I will see you again some day, my dear sweet Sutty. Thanks Ann for the memories you have brought back to me, some sad, but also the smiles and laughs. You had a special brother.