HONORED ON PANEL 47E, LINE 1 OF THE WALL
NATHANIEL WILLINGHAM
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NATHANIEL WILLINGHAM
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47E/1
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LEFT FOR NATHANIEL WILLINGHAM
POSTED ON 12.3.2013
POSTED BY: Curt Carter [email protected]
Remembering An American Hero
Dear PFC Nathaniel Willingham, 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
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 5.9.2005
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
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 2.18.2005
POSTED BY: Robert Sage
We Remember
Nathaniel is buried at Phildelphia Nat Cem.
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POSTED ON 9.27.2004
POSTED BY: Jim McIlhenney
The Philadelphia Inquirer - April 18, 1968
Marine Pfc. Nathaniel Willingham, 20, son of Mrs. Acolie Willingham, of 2421 N. Marshall st.
The Defense Department notified Mrs. Willingham that her son died on March 29. He had been in Vietnam only a month when he was killed in an explosion.
He attended Stetson High School and worked for the Oxford Bookbinding Co. at 2327 N. 7th st. before enlisting last year.
Semper Fidelis, Marine!
The Defense Department notified Mrs. Willingham that her son died on March 29. He had been in Vietnam only a month when he was killed in an explosion.
He attended Stetson High School and worked for the Oxford Bookbinding Co. at 2327 N. 7th st. before enlisting last year.
Semper Fidelis, Marine!
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