TROY E BRANTLEY JR
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HONORED ON PANEL 3W, LINE 135 OF THE WALL

TROY ELLIS BRANTLEY JR

WALL NAME

TROY E BRANTLEY JR

PANEL / LINE

3W/135

DATE OF BIRTH

05/03/1926

CASUALTY PROVINCE

KHANH HOA

DATE OF CASUALTY

08/22/1971

HOME OF RECORD

RAY CITY

COUNTY OF RECORD

Berrien County

STATE

GA

BRANCH OF SERVICE

ARMY

RANK

SFC

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REMEMBRANCES

LEFT FOR TROY ELLIS BRANTLEY JR
POSTED ON 3.30.2016
POSTED BY: Robert Sage

We Remember

Troy is buried at Hillcrest Abbey East Cemetery, Savannah,GA.
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POSTED ON 8.22.2015
POSTED BY: A Grateful Vietnam Vet

Thank You

Thank you Sergeant First Class Brantley for your devotion, leadership and courage.
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POSTED ON 1.28.2014
POSTED BY: Curt Carter [email protected]

Remembering An American Hero

Dear SFC Troy Ellis Brantley 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, and the best salute a civilian can muster for you, Sir

Curt Carter
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POSTED ON 9.19.2005
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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POSTED ON 8.4.2005
POSTED BY: Bill Nelson

Never Forgotten

ALWAYS REMEMBERED

Slip off that pack. Set it down by the crooked trail. Drop your steel pot alongside. Shed those magazine-ladened bandoliers away from your sweat-soaked shirt. Lay that silent weapon down and step out of the heat. Feel the soothing cool breeze right down to your soul....and rest forever in the shade of our love, brother.

From all your "Band of Nam Brothers"
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