ROY D WATTS
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HONORED ON PANEL 6E, LINE 125 OF THE WALL

ROY DELANO WATTS

WALL NAME

ROY D WATTS

PANEL / LINE

6E/125

DATE OF BIRTH

03/17/1938

CASUALTY PROVINCE

PR & MR UNKNOWN

DATE OF CASUALTY

04/20/1966

HOME OF RECORD

LANETT

COUNTY OF RECORD

Chambers County

STATE

AL

BRANCH OF SERVICE

ARMY

RANK

SGT

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REMEMBRANCES

LEFT FOR ROY DELANO WATTS
POSTED ON 3.7.2014
POSTED BY: Curt Carter [email protected]

Remembering An American Hero

Dear SGT Roy Delano Watts, 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.

With respect, Sir

Curt Carter
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POSTED ON 4.10.2011
POSTED BY: Robert Sage

We Remember

Roy is buried at Garden Hill Cemetery, Opeika,AL. PH
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POSTED ON 2.19.2011

Remembered

Rest in peace with the warriors.
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POSTED ON 4.20.2005
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 2.3.2004
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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