Greater love hath no man than this,
that a man lay down his life for his friends.
[John 15:13, King James Bible, 1769]
From a Remembrance on brother
Harold. B. Kimbrough's
memorial page, a Native American prayer which was submitted
by Chris Spencer on 2004-04-15:
It is said a man hasn't died as long as he is
remembered. This prayer is a way for families, friends and fellow
veterans to remember our fallen brothers and sisters.
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 sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight,
I am the stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die.
Please visit each brother's Vietnam Memorial page and try to
submit pictures and rembrances for those who do not have any.
