DAVID L WEEKS
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HONORED ON PANEL 1W, LINE 120 OF THE WALL

DAVID L WEEKS

WALL NAME

DAVID L WEEKS

PANEL / LINE

1W/120

DATE OF BIRTH

04/27/1936

CASUALTY PROVINCE

QUANG TRI

DATE OF CASUALTY

11/12/1974

HOME OF RECORD

OSSINING

COUNTY OF RECORD

Westchester County

STATE

NY

BRANCH OF SERVICE

AIR FORCE

RANK

LTC

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REMEMBRANCES

LEFT FOR DAVID L WEEKS
POSTED ON 1.21.2006
POSTED BY: Rachael Hanel

In memory

I just happened to be doing some research for a class I'm teaching -- looking up the number of Vietnam casualties per year. I see that David Weeks is the sole U.S. casualty for 1974. Strangely enough, I see that he died on Nov. 12 of that year -- the day I was born. I've had a long interest in the Vietnam War and struggle to understand its meaning and the number of lives lost. Every single U.S. death saddens me and weighs on me. Now, I have a name and face to connect to the war -- David Weeks. I will always remember his name and I will think of the friends and family he left behind on the day I came into the world.
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POSTED ON 12.11.2005
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 11.12.2005
POSTED BY: Vietnam Veteran

Forever

Rest in peace , Sir.
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POSTED ON 3.27.2002

If I should die...remembrances for LTCOL. David L. WEEKS, USAF...who died so that freedom and justice may live, so that future Americans will be BORN FREE!!!!...HE WILL NEVER BE FORGOTTEN!!!!!!!!!!!!

If I should die, and leave you here awhile, be not like others, sore undone, who keep long vigils by the silent dust, and weep...for MY sake, turn again to life, and smile...Nerving thy heart, and trembling hand to do something to comfort other hearts than thine...Complete these dear, unfinished tasks of mine...and I, perchance, may therein comfort you.
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