HONORED ON PANEL 6W, LINE 14 OF THE WALL
LINWOOD CHARLES CARTER JR
WALL NAME
LINWOOD C CARTER JR
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6W/14
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ASSOCIATED ITEMS LEFT AT THE WALL
REMEMBRANCES
LEFT FOR LINWOOD CHARLES CARTER JR
POSTED ON 10.19.2013
POSTED BY: Curt Carter
Remembering An American Hero
Dear 1LT Linwood Charles Carter Jr, 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
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POSTED ON 2.14.2011
POSTED BY: Robert Sage
We Remember
Linwood is buried at Calvary Cemetery, Norfolk, Norfolk City, VA. BSM ARCOM
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POSTED ON 11.21.2005
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
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POSTED ON 9.6.1999
POSTED BY: S. Thomas Holmes II
Remembering A Cousin
I finally was able to locate your name. I have remembered you often. Especially how you taught me to dress. You were always a snappy dresser. It has been nearly 30 years since we last spoke or saw one another in church. God Bless you Linwood. Thank You.
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