HONORED ON PANEL 16W, LINE 78 OF THE WALL

CHARLES RAY ALEX

WALL NAME

CHARLES R ALEX

PANEL / LINE

16W/78

DATE OF BIRTH

01/25/1949

CASUALTY PROVINCE

THUA THIEN

DATE OF CASUALTY

11/15/1969

HOME OF RECORD

GARDENA

COUNTY OF RECORD

Los Angeles County

STATE

CA

BRANCH OF SERVICE

ARMY

RANK

PFC

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Contact Details

REMEMBRANCES

LEFT FOR CHARLES RAY ALEX
POSTED ON 8.16.2016
POSTED BY: Lucy Conte Micik

Remembered

DEAR PFC ALEX,
THANK YOU FOR BEING A GRUNT. I TRULY HOPE SOMEONE WHO KNOWS YOU WILL POST OF PICTURE OF YOU SO WE CAN PUT A FACE WITH YOUR NAME.
REST IN PEACE.
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POSTED ON 10.29.2013
POSTED BY: Curt Carter [email protected]

Remembering An American Hero

Dear PFC Charles Ray Alex, 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 10.27.2013

IN LOVING MEMORY

ALTHOUGH YOU GAVE YOU VERY LIFE FOR YOUR COUNTRY, WE MISS YOU MORE THAN WE CAN EXPRESS. YOUR SPIRIT LEAVES IN US, YOUR PARENTS, YOUR SIBLINGS, YOUR WIFE, YOUR CHILDREN, YOUR GRANDCHILDREN AND YOUR OTHER FAMILY AND FRIENDS. GOD BLESS AMERICA. REST IN PEACE
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POSTED ON 11.20.2010
POSTED BY: Robert Sage

We Remember

Charles is buried at Carver Memorial Cemetery, Shreveport,LA. BSM PH
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POSTED ON 7.1.2004
POSTED BY: Chris Spencer

NATIVE AMERICAN PRAYER

It is said a man hasn't died as long as he is remembered. This prayer is a way for families, friends and fellow veterans to remember our fallen brothers and sisters. 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 hush, I am the swift, uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight, I am the stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there, I did not die
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