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 sunlight 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...

Specialist Four Steven Wayne Bradbury, Served with Company C, 2nd Battalion, 2nd Infantry Regiment, 3rd Brigade, 1st Infantry Division, United States Army Vietnam.

Steven, "Steve" played baseball for me the summer of 1962 in Wichita, KS as a 12 year old. A wonderful young man. Godspeed Steven, thank you for your courage, devotion, and sacrifice. And thank you for the unforgettable Summer of 1962.

Brad,
We miss you and your great sense of humor. Your loyalty and patriotism will always be remembered. You will never age in my heart and mind.

DEAR SPEC 4 BRADBURY,
THANKS FOR YOUR SERVICE AS AN INFANTRYMAN. IT IS MEMORIAL DAY WEEKEND, BUT ON ALL DAYS WE SHOULD HONOR YOU. 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.