PFC BOYCE DALE BURGETT

BOYCE DALE BURGETT

Jack OBrien
seasoldier_usmc@hotmail.com
War time friend.
114 crossways dr leesburg FL 34788 United States
You are never forgotten.
I was there the day we lost 5 of our C/Co Marines, I think of you and the others all the time. May you rest in peace my Brother, I hope to see you at the gates some day, Semper Fi. I hope Dan O'Grady sees this post and emails me.
Sep 19, 2014

JOHN O'DONNELL
MARINE VET
HONORING A BRAVE MARINE HERO
THIS MAN HAS GIVEN OF HIMSELF EVERTHING HE COULD, SO THAT HIS BROTHER MARINES AND THE PEOPLE BACK HOME COULD LIVE A MORE PEACEFUL LIFE. THIS GIFT OF HIS LIFE SHOWS THE GREATNESS OF THIS HERO. HERO'S DON'T WEAR A CAPE OR MASK NO! THEY WEAR MARINE GREEN.HERO'S COME IN DIFFERENT SHAPE'S AND SIZE'S. AS EACH DAY PASSES,WE MUST TAKE THE TIME TO REMEMBER WHAT THIS HERO GAVE UP! SO THAT WE COULD LIVE IN A FREE SOCIETY. THANK YOU ! SEMPER FI! HERO YOU ARE NOT FORGOTTEN
Mar 25, 2014

j d
Forty years today
PFC: Today, is forty, years, since you gave all, for our country and our Corps. Someday, we will meet in Heaven, with its streets guarded, by United States Marines. You are in the company, of many, forgotten heroes. With great admiration, from those who returned home, to those, who did not: Semper Fi!!
Jan 31, 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!
Jan 31, 2008

manny g
Fellow Veteran 69-70 An Khe
Union Gap, WA. 98903
“You are Remembered”
Peace and condolence, to the family and friends. “He which hath no stomach, to this fight, let him depart. But we in it, shall be remembered. We few, we happy few, we band of brothers!! For he today, that sheds his blood with me, shall always be my brother.” Rest in peace brave soldier, you have not been forgotten. (W.Shakespeare) May God Bless you, for your Sacrifice!!!
Jan 31, 2007

RAUL REYNA
raulreynaa@yahoo.com
ADMIRER
SEMPER FI, MARINE
SAN ANTON, TEXAS, USA
PFC., BURGETT, YOU EARNED THE TITLE
THE TITLE, It cannot be inherit, nor can it be purchased, no one can buy it, for any price, it is impossible to rent, it cannot be lent, you alone and your own, have earned it, with your blood, sweat and lives, you own it forever, THE TITLE "UNITED STATES MARINE," since graduation, from Marine Corps, Boot Camp, you were and will always be, a U.S., MARINE, SEMPER FI! I will shake your hand, in heaven, when we meet! We will never forget all, of our servicemen that went, to war and some, were fallen and some made it back, alive, but not 100%, they are still dying 30, some-ods years later, from Vietnam syndrome, some died there, but came back, to the states and have since died, from the casualties, caused in Vietnam. How can anyone, go, to war and see dead, live dead, smell dead, stare dead, in the eyes and come back, to the states and live, a "normal life." Where is the justice, in all this mayhem?" Poor is a country, that has no hero's, shameful is a country, that has them and forgets them." We can only imagine, what they felt like, to go to a country, that they didn't know, face people not knowing, they were enemy, or friends, or foes, or what? We can only imagine, the anger, the fear, the confusion and the will, to survive. You were there, you fought, you conquered and you won. We can only imagine, what great loss, your families and loved ones, must have suffered? Thanks, to you and to your courage and ultimate sacrifice, you gave all of us, a chance, to be a son, a brother, a grandson, a nephew, a husband, a father, a grandfather and you gave it all, for all of us. God chose the best soldiers. that he could muster, to hold up the front, in heaven and you were among, the chosen few. the best! 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 died, on foreign soil, 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 the 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. "ENJOY YOUR FREEDOM AND GOD BLESS, OUR TROOPS
Monday, January 31, 2005

Dan O`Grady
you were, a fine soldier and I'am proud, to have served with you, for the six, months, we were together. Semper Fi! Marine
Saturday, May 22, 2004

Grateful American
American Hero
Thank you, PFC., Burgett, for your service, to country and ultimate sacrifice. Rest well, Marine and rest assured, that you, Sir, are not forgotten.
Friday, January 20, 2006