Carrie Buckles
The replica, of the Vietnam, Memorial Wall, was brought to my school, three years ago, when I was a freshman. As a project, we had to find, a name and make a rubbing, of it. After, we had to pretend, we were, that person and write an autobiographical, account, of what that person is thinking, when we are looking at his or her name, on the wall. I felt awkward doing this, but I did it, and I got a good grade, on it. I have remembered that name, since, and came upon this site, while "online." Out of mere curiosity, I wrote down the name, James Jenkins. Three names came, out. I wrote, them all down. I went back home, that night and looked, for the paper I had written, playing the part of James Jenkins. I found out his middle name, was Alex. There was, only one James A. Jenkins, on the Wall. I don't know why I'm writing this, or why I went to this site to find his name, or even why I knew, he was a teenager, like me. It's just, to say that someone, whom he never will know, was him for a few pages of autobiographical, text, which got a good grade. I'd like to tell him, 'thanks.'
Thursday, June 01, 2000 |
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Carrie Buckles
kahimi36@hotmail.com
Dear Ms. Evans, Wow. Well I just went back to the site, at thewall-usa.com and found somone had replied, to my message three-and-a-half years, ago. I suppose I had figured that no one would, and then as time went on I must have forgotten, about it. I don't know if you remember at all, but I'm the person, who left that note on the comments, page. All of this came back to my mind, because I, now a senior in college, am taking a class called "Cultures, of Memory." It's about how we as a people remember, the past, how we make memories. A kind of broad topic, that is hard to define, but the first thing we have been focusing on, are the memorials, to the Vietnam War. In an assignment we had to write, about if we had been, to the wall and what were our reactions, etc. I haven't been to the one, in Washington, D.C., but I did remember the moving Wall, that came to my high school and spoke, of that and of "Jinxe," whose name I still remember. (even the middle initial!) I'am writing this, in a computer lab and so have had to restrain my emotions, (I feel like bursting into tears right now) but I felt my face go red, at reading, your reply. I felt bad, for not having checked sooner, but I want you to know I have not forgotten and that if you are still willing, I would love to learn more about, him. I'm pretty sure I still have the paper. I typed it on an old word processor, that I still have at home, but I won't be sure until I go home, which won't be until March 11th, for spring break. If it is there I would be glad, to send it to you. I'am touched, that I was able to honor his memory, in some way. I look forward, to hearing from you. Yours, Carrie Buckles
Thursday, February 17, 2005 |
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Nancy Evans
nancye@icu2.net
widow
457, East, Court St., Marion, NC., 28752, USA
TO CARRIE BUCKLE: PLEASE REPLY
I have just finished reading your letter, of June, 2000. I'am very much interested in talking, to you and reading, your paper. I hope, you still have it. I'am sure Jinxe, (his nickname) would have been proud, of you. I cried as I read, your letter and who knows why, we do these things. I have pictures of him, that I will get scanned and send, to you. I would, also like to know more, about you. There is so much, that I would like to tell you, about him, but not enough space, here. I pray that you will receive, this and respond, but am afraid to get my hopes, up. Thanks, so much for remembering, him. Sincerely yours, Nancy
Monday, October 29, 2001 |
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