THE WALL OF FACES

Edward is buried at St John's Cemetery in New Bedford, MA. 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

I was stationed at Fort Polk, LA, after recovering from wounds suffered in Pleiku, in the summer of '65 when I was assigned escort duty to accompany the body of Edward from Delaware to Boston. I remember the honor of it and standing guard at the funeral parlor. I'll never forget the night before the funeral when his family said goodbye before the casket was closed. It still hurts! Welcome home Edward!