ROGER J CARR
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HONORED ON PANEL 8W, LINE 65 OF THE WALL

ROGER JAMES CARR

WALL NAME

ROGER J CARR

PANEL / LINE

8W/65

DATE OF BIRTH

07/08/1948

CASUALTY PROVINCE

THUA THIEN

DATE OF CASUALTY

07/29/1970

HOME OF RECORD

FULLERTON

COUNTY OF RECORD

Orange County

STATE

CA

BRANCH OF SERVICE

ARMY

RANK

SP4

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REMEMBRANCES

LEFT FOR ROGER JAMES CARR
POSTED ON 12.2.2013
POSTED BY: Curt Carter [email protected]

Remembering An American Hero

Dear SP4 Roger James Carr, 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 12.8.2011
POSTED BY: Stan Mozer

Never Forgotten

Roger was a friend and classmate with my brother. They were on the water polo team and a lot of fun and practice was in our pool. I will miss Roger as he was a kind and polite gentleman. He was KIA while I was in Vietnam serving in the Marine Corps.
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POSTED ON 9.21.2006
POSTED BY: Frank Tresenrider

Classmate

Roger and I grew up on the same street in Fullerton. Went to BPHS together. Rest in Peace You are not forgotten.
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POSTED ON 8.10.2004
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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