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HONORED ON PANEL 12W, LINE 86 OF THE WALL
ROBERT SAMUEL ALEXANDER
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ROBERT S ALEXANDER
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12W/86
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LEFT FOR ROBERT SAMUEL ALEXANDER
POSTED ON 11.22.2013
POSTED BY: Curt Carter [email protected]
Remembering An American Hero
Dear PFC Robert Samuel Alexander, 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
POSTED ON 10.16.2011
POSTED BY: Robert Sage
We Remember
Robert is buried at Sunset Memorial Park, Trevose,PA.
POSTED ON 5.14.2005
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
POSTED ON 9.1.2003
POSTED BY: Jim McIlhenney
One of Philadelphia PA's 630 fallen sons.
"Alexander, 20, enlisted in the Army in November 1968 after graduating from Upper Moreland High School and working in construction for six months. The private first class, a heavy equipment operator with the 31st Engineer Battalion in Viet Nam, died on April 3, 1970, when his unit came under fire."