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Join Date: Jan 2008
Location: Vermont
Posts: 6,726
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Elder
Join Date: Jan 2008
Location: Vermont
Posts: 6,726
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I always think of Gary Whipple on Memorial Day. He sat next to me in study hall. He wore corduroy slacks, crew neck sweaters, and loafers; he had dark curly hair and almond eyes.
I will always remember opening a letter from my mom in December 1968 and finding the clipping that PFC Gary Norman Whipple had been killed in action in South Vietnam. I was 18 years old, and I've always said that I grew up in that moment. How could someone who passed notes to me in study hall be killed in a war?
Rest in peace Gary...and Terry...and all the rest.
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**My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever. (Psalm 73:26)
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