Stanley Dennis Ross

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7 Apr 2004 This is a poem that I wrote to honor my brother Stan who I miss as much today as I did when he left us. I hope it gives comfort to others out there who miss their sons, fathers, husbands, and brothers. Purple Heart Karen Ross Epp It came in a nice box that Purple Heart Mother's hand moved over it A trade for the real thing that no longer beats in your young chest Hand to hand Bayonet to flesh Bullet to breast from where from whom It had no face Death that claimed you perched in a rubber tree We only knew your heart we sent traded for Purple Cold Metal Packaged returned cookies crumbled never received never opened No way to touch you through the sealed clear-clean glass Mother's tears splash Father's fists clenched October gray sky ground so cold receives your casket so young so sweet handsome you lie You gave them your heart they gave you a medal Years gone by still the pain is sharp your face so clear You were my brother Our mother's dear. From his sister, Karen Ross Epp krepp@southwind.net

A Note from The Virtual Wall C Company, 2/3rd Infantry, lost two men on 20 Oct 1969: SP4 Stanley D. Ross and PFC Benny C. Jackson of Wake Forest, NC.

The point-of-contact for this memorial is his sister, Karen Ross Epp krepp@southwind.net 7 Apr 2004

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With all respect
Jim Schueckler, former CW2, US Army
Ken Davis, Commander, United States Navy (Ret)
Last updated 05/29/2005