THE WALL OF FACES

Always in our thoughts.

Pat is buried at Wesminster Cemetery in Bela-Cymryd, PA. SM ARCOM PH

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.

Mary Frye – 1932

Army Pfc. Patrick J. Thiroway Jr., 20, son of Mr. and Mrs. Patrick J. Thiroway Sr., of Overlook rd, Roxborough.
Pfc. Thiroway, a military policeman in the 1st Cavalry Division, was killed May 19 by a booby trap during the battle of Camp Evans in Hue.
A graduate of Northeast Catholic High School, he worked for Philco-Ford Corp. at C and Tioga sts, before entering the Army last October. He had been in Vietnam 48 days when he was killed.
Before leaving for Vietnam, he came home for 15 days. His mother said he then foretold his death by telling her he knew if he went to Vietnam he wasn't coming back.
In a recent letter home he wrote, "I finally am starting to realize more and more each day that home is the greatest thing in the world."
Besides his parents, he leaves a sister, Barbara Ann.

Photo and article appeared in The Philadelphia Inquirer on May 28, 1968.

Photo was taken from the Philadelphia Daily News of October 26, 1987. The special supplement entitled, 'SIX HUNDRED AND THIRTY,' was published in conjunction with the dedication of the Philadelphia Viet Nam Memorial.