RICHARD CARRILLO
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HONORED ON PANEL 67E, LINE 6 OF THE WALL

RICHARD CARRILLO

WALL NAME

RICHARD CARRILLO

PANEL / LINE

67E/6

DATE OF BIRTH

04/11/1948

CASUALTY PROVINCE

QUANG TRI

DATE OF CASUALTY

05/24/1968

HOME OF RECORD

LOS ANGELES

COUNTY OF RECORD

Los Angeles County

STATE

CA

BRANCH OF SERVICE

MARINE CORPS

RANK

PFC

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ASSOCIATED ITEMS LEFT AT THE WALL

REMEMBRANCES

LEFT FOR RICHARD CARRILLO
POSTED ON 9.7.2011
POSTED BY: John Castaneda

Always Remember my friend

Richard, not a day goes by that I pray for your soul, I know you are in a better place, I remember all the services we attended as alter boys at Our Lady Of Soledad and being in the Boys Scouts, I last saw you in Vietnam, I wish I could have traded places.
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POSTED ON 11.25.2010
POSTED BY: Robert Sage

We Remember

Richard is buried at Resurrection Cemetery in Los Angeles,LA. PH-GS
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POSTED ON 3.10.2010
POSTED BY: Valerie Digo

The future you made

I am a 5th grade student who looks at you with honor. I am happy for what you did for the world making it a better place to live. And I apprecate you for your honored and risked your life for your people.
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POSTED ON 11.6.2008
POSTED BY: Jim Clements

Friends in Cantwell High School

Were were good friends in Cantwell High School - '62-'66. Did loose track of you while I was attending ELA Jr. College but times were tense in those days. Air Force for me starting Feb '69. Thank you so much for your service; rest in eternal peace buddy - see you again on the other side.
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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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