THE WALL OF FACES

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'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.

I do not know him but appreciate his service. If someone in his family could contact me [email protected], I have some of his things

Dear Maj Richard Zimmerman, Thank you for your service as an Armored Reconnaissance Unit Commander - General Staff. Saying thank you isn't enough, but it is from the heart. It is spring and Lent. Time passes quickly. Please watch over America, it stills needs your strength, courage, guidance, and faithfulness, especially now. Rest in peace with the angels.

Never forgotten.

HOOAH

I was the crew chief for the Loach (66-07872) that was destroyed on Jan 20, 1969. I was with him on that morning and was there to see them pull pitch. Today and every Jan 20 I think of that day.