THE WALL OF FACES

Third time I have put it in

My email is [email protected]

Thank you again for your service Carl Alexander.

Contact me at (219) 765-4922 or my email

-Gianni

Dear Members of Carl’s family,
My name is Gianni and I am a sophomore at a highschool in St. John, located in Northwest Indiana and I am looking for contacts who have information on Carl Alexander. I am compiling a project on this heroic man and any help I can get is surely appreciated.

Please contact me at my email or (219)-765-4922

It has been flowing through my mind. Again! Every January 10th, when, my Mom, Dad, five brothers, sister and I learned, that our dear brother, Teddy, was killed. I had just turned eight, and still remember, the huge amount of people, that kept coming, and coming, to give us their support.
This year in May of 2018, I presented at Ted's 50 year class reunion, a trifold poster board of photos in memory of him, on behalf of his, then fiancé, Molly Branstetter. It took me weeks to do the task. Weeks of seeing Ted's smile, inner joy and happiness radiated from the photos. My heart ached for all his classmates. He was one of them. They were family too. We were from a small country town, where everyone knew everyone. Teddy was very handsome. I was told that He was, the lead vocalist, in the Darlington High School Musical. That my brother, Ted, was chosen by his classmates to be Crowned, King at their Senior prom.. Teddy, Loved all of us. He was the leader he was born to be. His spirit was strong. Killed in Vietnam war, January 10, 1969. I never forget. Every year on January 10th, I was so young, yet my heart misses him, my tears still flow. How is that possible to still feel the loss of such an amazing human, after so many years??? I pray for all our troops whom still fight to keep us free. Even as the Media and politicians stop speaking about all those men and women, still being deployed to foreign soil, still giving their all. I hope you don't forget, those who go off and defend our country. Always support the 'Traveling Vietnam Wall', as it passes across America. May God bless and protect us all, and bring America, peace, that passes all understanding.

Dear Teddy, This would be the year you celebrated your 50th high school reunion. You were the first born of eight, and I was number seven. Then came Tom, Jerry, Julia, Steve, Clyde, Susie, and PattyMike. Fred & Pat were our parents. You missed the draft, and volunteered to join the war in Vietnam in 1968. I still cry on January 10, the day you were killed. I was only eight years old, how can I still feel your loss so vividly as if your still inside my soul? Before that you had just graduated from Darlington HS. Where you sang in the high school musical, joined the track team, and was crowned, the senior Prom King of your class, with Molly as your date. You worked a full time job at, Millers Restaurant, in Colfax. The famous catfish place that people drove from miles around and waited hours for a table. The people that you left behind were not, [still not], ready for you to leave this planet. Yet I believe you were done, and to the next phase of life you went. I know you feel our love and wish that we would not hurt so deeply, by missing you. You would want us to, live, live, live, all that we can, while we are still here on this amazing planet. Teddy you would tell us; to laugh, play, have fun, do good, be kind, be thankful, be happy, be helpful, be focused and to love, love, love. After were killed, I've been wondering if I have been feeling guilty, for you not being able to continue your dreams on this planet.?! How could I?.! I sometimes disallowed myself to love and be loved, to succeed, to rise to my fullest potential. But, Teddy I hear you now, even after almost 50 years later, I hear you. I am going to live, live, live, run, play, laugh, love, succeed, have fun and grab all the abundance this world has to give. Thank you big brother, for loving me, for protecting me, and for guiding me, while you were here on this planet. See you on the other side. My Love for you has no end, xxoo SueMom