[ConorMacNessa]

REST IN PEACE, FALLEN BROTHER!

LCpl. Patrick Xavier, Jr., USMC, KIA Afghanistan 18MAY2010

I have fought a good fight,
I have finished my course,
I have kept the faith.
2 Timothy 4:7 (KJV)

Eternal Father, Strong to Save



Rest in Peace, fallen brother, rest in peace!
We who remain hold you in high honor.
Rest, fallen brother, in this sacred precinct;
We who remain keep this place sacred.
Rest, fallen brother, among these, your comrades;
We who remain keep the watch.
Rest, fallen brother, amid these who heeded the Nation’s call;
We who remain press the fight forward in your name.
Rest, fallen brother, lay down thy burden;
We who remain have taken up the torch.
Rest in Peace, fallen brother, rest in eternal peace!



Taps

Lamh Foistenach Abu!

[ConorMacNessa]

REST IN PEACE, FALLEN BROTHER!

Spc. Joshua A. Tomlinson, USA, KIA Afghanistan 18MAY2010

I have fought a good fight,
I have finished my course,
I have kept the faith.
2 Timothy 4:7 (KJV)

God Of Our Fathers



Rest in Peace, fallen brother, rest in peace!
We who remain hold you in high honor.
Rest, fallen brother, in this sacred precinct;
We who remain keep this place sacred.
Rest, fallen brother, among these, your comrades;
We who remain keep the watch.
Rest, fallen brother, among these who answered the Nation’s call;
We who remain press the fight forward in your name.
Rest, fallen brother, lay down thy burden;
We who remain have taken up the torch.
Rest in Peace, fallen brother, rest in eternal peace!



Taps

Lamh Foistenach Abu!

[yorkie]

LCpl. Patrick Xavier, Jr., USMC, KIA Afghanistan 18MAY2010

Spc. Joshua A. Tomlinson, USA, KIA Afghanistan 18MAY2010

SSgt. Richard J. Tieman, USA, KIA Afghanistan 18MAY2010

LCol. Thomas P. Belkofer, USA, KIA Afghanistan 18MAY2010

LCol. Paul R. Bartz, USA, KIA Afghanistan 18MAY2010

Col. John M. McHugh, USA, KIA Afghanistan 18MAY2010

May each of these brave Heroes Rest in Peace, and may God comfort all those who love and will miss them forever.

***

FREEDOM ISN’T FREE

I watched the flag pass by one day
it fluttered in the breeze.

A young marine saluted it,
And then he stood at ease..

I looked at him in uniform
So young, So tall, So proud,
With hair cut square and eyes alert
He’d stand out in any crowd.

I thought how many men like him
Had fallen through the years.
How many mothers’ tears?

How many pilots’ planes shot down?
How many died at sea
How many foxholes were soldiers’ graves?
No, freedom isn’t free.

I heard the sound of Taps one night,
When everything was still,
I listened to the bugler play
And felt a sudden chill.
I wondered just how many times
That Taps had meant Amen.

When a flag had draped a coffin.
Of a brother or a friend.

I thought of all the children
Of mothers and the wives,
Of fathers, sons and husbands
With interrupted lives.

I thought about a graveyard at the bottom of the sea

Of unmarked graves in Arlington.
NO, FREEDOM ISN’T FREE.

~Anonymous~

[tiapam]

Prayers for our Fallen Soldiers
And for the familes left behind