HURSTON E WORRELL
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HONORED ON PANEL 37W, LINE 7 OF THE WALL

HURSTON EDWARD WORRELL

WALL NAME

HURSTON E WORRELL

PANEL / LINE

37W/7

DATE OF BIRTH

10/18/1943

CASUALTY PROVINCE

HUA NGHIA

DATE OF CASUALTY

11/29/1968

HOME OF RECORD

PITTSVIEW

COUNTY OF RECORD

Russell County

STATE

AL

BRANCH OF SERVICE

ARMY

RANK

PFC

REMEMBRANCES

LEFT FOR HURSTON EDWARD WORRELL
POSTED ON 11.29.2018
POSTED BY: Janice Current

An American Hero

Thank you for your service and your sacrifice. Thank you for stepping up and answering your country's call. Rest easy knowing you will never be forgotten.
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POSTED ON 11.3.2013
POSTED BY: Curt Carter ccarter02@earthlink.net

Remembering An American Hero

Dear PFC Hurston Edward Worrell, 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
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POSTED ON 3.20.2011

Never Forgotten

Never Forgotten
Rest in peace with the warriors.
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POSTED ON 6.19.2010
POSTED BY: Robert Sage

We Remember

Hurston is buried at Pittsview Cemetery in Pittsview, AL. BSM PH
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POSTED ON 2.4.2004
POSTED BY: Chris Spencer

NATIVE AMERICAN PRAYER

It is said a man hasn't died as long as he is remembered. This prayer is a way for families, friends and fellow veterans to remember our fallen brothers and sisters. 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 sunlight on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning hush, I am the swift, uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight, I am the stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there, I did not die.
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