13 Oct 2001 To a sweet, gentle friend who went when called. You have been remembered often and your sacrifice will never be forgotten. You are missed. A memorial initiated by a friend, Sue A current e-mail address is requested by the Contact Us Webmaster@VirtualWall.org

 

12 Aug 2002 How Can He Not Be Among Us? Darkness before dawn heavy with silent watching-- Without warning, shrill comes a grenade Carrying with it Death's democratic blow. Shrapnel flying: "GET OUT!" "GET BACK!" All safe but one-- but one. Around the world life goes on. "Good morning. In Vietnam shortly before dawn two perimeter bases were overrun. . . ." Eardrums strain. Heartbeats pause. Muscles contract. "It cannot be." And life goes on and on . . . For all but one-- but one. Two days later a man in green On a sorrow mission calls. "It is my duty to inform you . . . ." Thunder in my ears covers cold empty words Full of ugly Truth: Death news of that one-- that one. Once laughter, love, lingering smiles, Tender touches, sharing souls, myriad moments, Now whirling wounds. How can he not be among us? That one-- That one. Begun Fall 1968 Revised May 1976 Posted August 2002 From his widow, Georgia Pennel Herod gherod1243@juno.com

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