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I will try to visit John's grave at Arlington around 4:00pm today (the cemetery closes at 5:00pm). If I'm there will depend on the weather this afternoon and if the kids are fully over their minor colds by this afternoon.
Keely & I picked these to poems to honor John. There are no words that we can say that will make this better or stop the sad memories of this day. We choose as a family to honor John today as every day and not ask "why?" but be thankful for having him in our lives for the time he was here and turn our faces to the future knowing he is in our hearts forever.
Susan
"Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of earth,
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed and joined the tumbling mirth of sun-split clouds -
and done a hundred things You have not dreamed of -
wheeled and soared and swung high in the sunlit silence.
Hovering there I've chased the shouting wind along
and flung my eager craft through footless halls of air.
"Up, up the long delirious burning blue
I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace,
where never lark, or even eagle, flew;
and, while with silent, lifting mind I've trod
the high untrespassed sanctity of space,
put out my hand and touched the face of God."
Portions Of This Lovely Poem Appear On The Headstones
Of Many Interred In Arlington National Cemetery,
Patricularly Aviators And Astronauts
I Stand Before You
I stand before you all today
But not one eye can see my way
My time arrived, to leave this earth
A fact so planned, to every birth
It happened where I had to go
My torch for life was so aglow
I transferred while in uniform
Protecting freedom, through a storm
Should I resent I died for you
Not on my life, red white and blue
Please help my family through each day
Tell all my friends, try not to stray
And of the country I did love
Do think of me, through God above
Your memories, brought forth this day
Send love to us, who could not stay
© 2001Roger J. Robicheau
Written For Memorial Day, 2001
Hard to believe that it's a year already. Every time we visit Arlington and see John and two of his fellow servicemen buried close by, we remind ourselves that John fought for us and tried his best to land the CH47. We were there on February 9th to participate in distributing a single red rose with a patriotic red, white & blue ribbon on each of the graves in Section 60. There were over 100 volunteers and a group of servicemen. At 12:00 noon, bells rang. It was a very moving sight.
Aunt Kate, Uncle Bob, Susan, Julie and girls,
I just wanted you to know that I'm thinking of you today.
Tracy
The boys and I have been thinking of you all this week.. {{HUGS}} While our voices have been distant our hearts have been right next to you all..
The impact of John's life is so significant that he has often been the topic of conversation with my boys throught this past year. I remember the moments because they occur randomly, spontaneously, as though they got together with him yesterday. It has happened from dining at a restaurant and one of them saying "Could Cousin John touch those lights on the ceiling? Well what about that sign?" To another time, "He was the tallest man ever, even in our family...even taller than Uncle Roger!!!", to "Could Cousin John surf?" Many times asking me at the dinner table, "What is a war hero?" Often they'll ask, "Am I going to be as tall as John or bigger?"
The astonishing gift of John's spirit is that he only met my children one time and he will forever be a part of their thoughts, life and conversations.
John we miss you, we love you and mostly we are grateful for having you in our lives.
Love to All,
Judi
Hi, the sisters & I will be offering our Mass for John all of his family today. I love you all & think of you often. Over the past year I've had several opportunities to speak to people about John's heroism & great character - especially that he was always "all for God" & "allfor family." His example has been a source of good example for those we sisters serve as we use him as a model for others who want to get their lives together. May Our Lord give you His comfort (Matthew 5:4)
Love you,
Seraphina
It hard to believe that one year has passed already. Its seems like just yesterday that we were riding out bikes and doing tricks down East End Avenue, that we were going to MSG to see Metallica, or that we were going on an egg hunt in Delaware. Cousin Roger
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