THE WALL OF FACES

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 die...

Private First Class David Michael Anderson, Served with the Headquarters and Service Company, 3rd Battalion, 7th Marine Regiment, 1st Marine Division, Third Marine Amphibious Force.

DEAR PFC ANDERSON.
THANKS FOR BEING AN MARINE GRUNT. ON THIS HOLIDAY WEEKEND OF LABOR DAY, IT IS IMPORTANT TO REMEMBER THOSE OF YOU WHO MAKE IT POSSIBLE FOR US TO CELEBRATE. REST IN PEACE

Semper Fi Marine.

Dear PFC David Michael Anderson, 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