THE WALL OF FACES

Dear PFC Barry Milton Wopinski, 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

We both arrived in country together and were assigned to the same squad and same platoon of A company, 2nd Battalion, 3th Infantry Regiment, 199th Light Infantry Brigade (the 'Redcatchers'). This brave soldier died from a enemy bullet wound to the chest while our unit was assaulting a NVA unit's perimeter.

You once told me you would never walk behind me cause I dragged my feet In Seattle Wash. I pray for you every time I go to Church (which is weekly) God Bless Your Barry

Barry is buried at Resurrection Cemetery in Justice, IL. PH

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