THE WALL OF FACES

Herbicide, you were so young when you were killed. Your funeral was so heartbreaking because it was done in sign language for your parents. I will always our friendship growing up.

Herbert, you were so young when you were killed. You were a good friend. Your funeral service was heartbreaking because it was done in sign language for your parents. I will always remember my childhood friend.

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....

50+ years later and I still think of that faithful day when God called you into his arms.

You had taken me under your wing when I came into country and helped me at any request.

Thank you for your service and your sacrifice. Thank you for stepping up and answering your country's call. Rest easy knowing you will never be forgotten.