PFC ROBERT KENNETH RAYMOND

ROBERT KENNETH RAYMOND

Garnet Jenkins
garijen@bresnan.net
Grand Junction Co
~ In Humble Tribute ~

In Tribute to Pfc Robert Kenneth Raymond and with Profound Gratitude for his Courage, Service and Dedication to our Country and for Freedom. Rest in Peace and know that you will NEVER BE FORGOTTEN. I am the sister of such a young hero, who also made the Supreme Sacrifice in Vietnam 1967.....'NOR SHALL YOUR GLORY BE FORGOT, WHILE FAME HER RECORD KEEPS, OR HONOR POINTS TO THE HALLOWED SPOT, WHERE VALOR PROUDLY SLEEPS' ~ Theodore O''Hara ~
Feb 16, 2009

Fellow Marine
Well done Marine rest in peace
THE TIME you won your town the race We chaired you through the market-place Man and boy stood cheering by, And home we brought you shoulder-high. To-day, the road all runners come, Shoulder-high we bring you home, And set you at your threshold down, Townsman of a stiller town. Smart lad, to slip betimes away From fields where glory does not stay And early though the laurel grows It withers quicker than the rose. Eyes the shady night has shut Cannot see the record cut, And silence sounds no worse than cheers After earth has stopped the ears: Now you will not swell the rout Of lads that wore their honours out, Runners whom renown outran And the name died before the man. So set, before its echoes fade, The fleet foot on the sill of shade, And hold to the low lintel up The still-defended challenge-cup. And round that early-laurelled head Will flock to gaze the strengthless dead, And find unwithered on its curls The garland briefer than a girl’s. A.E. Housman, "Don't be afraid, I've redeemed you.
I've called your name. You're mine.
Isaiah 43:1 (REN)
Semper Fi

Feb 6, 2008

Kenneth Raymond
raymonke@cox.net
Nephew
4357 Preserve Place Edmond O 73034 USA
Remembering My Uncle
Robert was one of three brothers to serve in Vietnam and the only one not to come back.

As my uncle seven years my senior, I remember him fondly, from the summer days that we spent together as a family on fishing trips and cook-outs to the holidays, particularly Thanksgiving and Christmas.

His military funeral is still vividly etched in my mind. I remember him smartly dressed in his Marine blues, but with a wound dressing on his head. Otherwise, he looked liked I remembered him.

I give thanks for the blessed life that I've lived and am saddened that Robert never had the opportunity to do the same because of the sacrifice that he made. However, my memories of Robert will never fade as I've visited the Vietnam War Memorial to view his name on "The Wall" and continue to visit his grave-site each year.

God Bless You Robert. And Thank You for the memories that have shaped my life.
Nov 15, 2006

Manuel Pino Jr
mpjr54@msn.com
Fellow Vietnam Vet
NATIVE AMERICAN PRAYER It is said a man hasn't died as long as he is remembered. This prayer is a way for families, friends and fellow veterans to remember our fallen brothers and sisters. Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there, I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning hush, I am the swift, uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight, I am the stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there, I did not die
Sunday, July 31, 2005