JOHN C USILTON
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HONORED ON PANEL 21W, LINE 110 OF THE WALL

JOHN CLANNAHAN USILTON

WALL NAME

JOHN C USILTON

PANEL / LINE

21W/110

DATE OF BIRTH

06/29/1941

CASUALTY PROVINCE

QUANG NAM

DATE OF CASUALTY

07/12/1969

HOME OF RECORD

PHILADELPHIA

COUNTY OF RECORD

Philadelphia County

STATE

PA

BRANCH OF SERVICE

NAVY

RANK

UT2

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REMEMBRANCES

LEFT FOR JOHN CLANNAHAN USILTON
POSTED ON 3.30.2024
POSTED BY: John Fabris

honoring you......

Remember to save for them a place inside of you, and save one backward glance when you are leaving, for the places they can no longer go...
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POSTED ON 9.9.2022
POSTED BY: Lucy Micik

Thank You

Dear PO2C John Usilton, Thank you for your service as an Utilitiesman 2nd Class. Saying thank you isn't enough, but it is from the heart. 9/11's anniversary is Sunday Time passes quickly. Please watch over America, it still needs your strength, courage, guidance and faithfulness, especially now. Rest in peace with the angels.
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POSTED ON 2.15.2018
POSTED BY: Stephen C. Uchniat

Rest in Peace

John is buried in Beverly National Cemetery, Beverly, NJ.
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POSTED ON 7.12.2016
POSTED BY: Curt Carter [email protected]

Remembering An American Hero

Dear UT2 John Clannahan Usilton, 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
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POSTED ON 5.5.2005
POSTED BY: Bob Ross

Do not stand at my grave and weep

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

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