THE WALL OF FACES

54 years ago we lost our oldest brother, William Jackson Brewer, Jr., Jack. He was killed in Cambodia being what he’d always wanted to be…a soldier. His legacy is his son, our nephew, Jack Brewer, the third and his indelible belief in his duty to our country. We have very mixed and vitriolic feelings about Vietnam, but not about his deep faith in our country and his willingness to lay down his life upholding those principles he held so dear. So as we near this Memorial Day, think of Jack and those who have made the ultimate sacrifice for our country and the families they left behind. And in that reflection, join me in saying thank you.

I miss you every day Jack. I love you and wish we had these missing days and memories. I wish our children knew their Uncle Jack like knew my brother Jack. This senseless war took these moments from me and mine. In these days of vitriolic political views I wish people would remember and honor you and those who sacrificed everything to keep our country free. I love you and miss you so much. Love, your little sister Robin

Jack, when I entered Eastern Kentucky and Pershing Rifles, I saw you as a person to admire and later considered you a friend and mentor. Recently I "visited" you at the Vietnam Wall and as always said another prayer for you and your family.

You don't know me, but you will one day. I may not have been able to have a connection with you that most granddaughters have, but I think of you often. I always wonder if you're proud of me and if you ever watch over me. I almost went to EKU for college, but instead I'm right next to your hometown so now I can visit you whenever. Everyone talks about you and misses you; my little sister is a spitting image of you, you are always remembered. I can't wait to see you some day.

Never forgotten.

GARRYOWEN