THE WALL OF FACES

While I was only 6 years old when you, my first cousin, left us yet I've known you my entire life. We are a family of 3o first cousins and you have been with each of us in many ways. We have heard stories, seen pictures and learned of your bravery. I am forever grateful and proud to say you are my cousin. Thank you for your service.

You will never be forgotten while those who knew you and loved you are alive. You are still so much alive in my heart. You were like a brother to me. Thank you for the ultimate sacrifice you made for our country and those you loved. Semper Fi.

Mike insisted on playing us his Miles Davis collection back in junior high school. Today that sound is my bedrock. Hardly a day goes by without hearing Mile's trumpet and thinking of Mike.

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.

As long as you are remembered you will never truly die.

Lance Corporal Michael John Amato, Served with Company A, 1st Battalion, 9th Marine Regiment, 3rd Marine Division, Third Marine Amphibious Force.