THE WALL OF FACES

I never got to know “Uncle Chickie” being born after his passing. The stories I heard from my father and grandparents told me all I needed to know. He didn’t run from the draft he answered the call when many wouldn’t. I got to know his parents very well and spent many a summers day at their pool dedicated to Chickie.

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.

Specialist Four Frank Carl Ambrosio, Served with Company B, 1st Battalion, 12th Cavalry Regiment, 1st Cavalry Division, United States Army Vietnam.

Served with Frank till I was wounded and MediVaced out 28 Feb 69..Frank was a gentle soul and did what was asked. His father passed away earlier, during his tour, was given a short leave to attend the funeral back home...who would think a short few months later his family would have to grieve for Frank. Tragic, but such was the times we lived through...making us who survived a bit stronger and thankful for all the Lord gives...Joe Dodson knew him better..Joe, if you see this post, love to hear back..Rich

DEAR SPECIALIST 4TH CLASS AMBROSIO,
THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE AS A GRUNT WITH THE 12TH CAVALRY REGIMENT, 1ST CAVALRY DIVISION, A FRIEND'S BROTHER ALSO SERVED IN THIS UNIT, AND WAS FROM NEW YORK. I HOPE YOU GREETED HIM WHEN HE ENTERED HEAVEN.
REST IN PEACE.