THE WALL OF FACES

The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena; whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who knows the great enthusiasm, the great devotions and spends himself in a great worthy cause; who at the best, knows in the end triumph of high achievement and, at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while caring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold, timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat. Theodore Roosevelt

May those who served never be forgotten. Rest in peace 1LT. Woods, I salute your brave soul. My heart goes out to you and your family.

Dear Lt Patrick Woods, Thank you for your service as an Infantry Unit Commander. Saying thank you isn't enough, but it is from the heart. It is Presidents' Day Weekend. Time passes quickly. Please watch over America, it stills needs your strength, courage, guidance, and faithfulness, especially now. Rest in peace with the angels.

Pat was my older brother and I looked up to him while I was growing up. Although small in stature he had the strength of a farm boy and was awarded the Shriners trophy as outstanding lineman at the 159 Shriners Oregon allstar game. He attended college on a full football scholarship, served in the Peace Corp, and gave his life for his country on Christmas eve, 1968. He was a kind and gentle many and a friend to so many. He will always be remembered by those who knew him as the best our country has to offer. Until we meet on that silver shore, Joe/Mike Woods

Pat was a much liked fraternity brother in Gamma Sigma at Pacific University. With an ever present smile and a hearty laugh, he was always fun to be around. No one who knew him ever forgot him