"IN
GOD'S HANDS"
~CASUALTIES
OF PEACE~
MEMORIAL
PAGES
SPEC.
4 GUY KEITH MADDASION
UNITED
STATE ARMY
FORT
BRAGG, NORTH CAROLINA
82ND
AIRBORNE
~BORN
TO EARTH~
OCTOBER
16, 1970
~BORN
TO HEAVEN~
NOVEMBER
6, 1991
BELOVED SON
OF:
KATHRYN MADDASION
BELOVED BROTHER
OF:
CHRISTINE
& TODD
BELOVED UNCLE
OF:
CODY, CASEY,
SHANELLE, PATRICIA & BRIANNA
BELOVED GRANDSON
OF:
RAYMOND &
FLORENCE PETERSON
Guy
was awarded the Army Achievement Metal
in
May 1991 by the Secretary of the Army
I wrote the
following poem on the first anniversary of
Guy's death.
It came from my heart that will be
forever broken.
Guy was the most special
person to
ever come into my life. Guy
was truly
loved and and will live
forever in
my heart.
Dear
Guy,
Come back to
me, my son, if you can,
whether
it's a shining star in the midnight sky:
or a gentle
breeze upon my face in the warm sunlight:
I love and
miss you.
Mom
~THE
SOLDIER~
It is the soldier,
not the reporter,
who has given
us freedom of the press.
It is the soldier,
not the poet,
who has given
us freedom of speech.
It is the soldier,
not the campus organizer,
who has given
us the freedom to demonstrate.
It is the soldier,
not the lawyer,
who has given
us the right to a fair trial.
It is the soldier,
like Guy,
who salutes
the flag,
who serves
under the flag,
and whose
coffin is draped by the flag,
who allows
the protesters to burn the flag.
GOD BLESS THOSE
THAT HAVE DIED FOR FREEDOM.
OUR CHILDREN'S
MEMORIAL WALKWAY BRICK
IN LOVING
MEMORY OF GUY
PLEASE VISIT
~ARMY
ANGEL~
~THE
AFTER LOSS CREDO~
~Barbara Lesstrong~
I need to talk
about my loss.
I may often
feel the need to tell you what happened...
or to ask
you why is happened.
I may frequently
need for you to listen
while I explain
what this loss means to me.
Each time
I discuss my loss,
I am helping
myself face the reality of the death of my son.
I need to
know that you care about me,
I need to
feel your touch, your hugs.
I need you
to just be with me,
I need to
be with you.
I need for
you to believe in me and my ability
to get through
the grief in my own way and in my own time.
Please don't
judge me now...
or think I
am behaving strangely.
Remember,
I am grieving,
I may be in
shock,
I may feel
afraid,
I may even
feel deep rage.
I may even
feel guilty
But, above
all, I hurt,
I am experiencing
a pain unlike any I have ever felt before.
Don't be concerned
if you think I'm getting better
and then suddenly
I may slip backward again.
Grief makes
me behave this way at times.
And please
don't tell me you know just how I feel
or that it's
time for me to get on with my life.
I am probably
already saying this to myself
I just need
for you to be patient now
and try to
understand.
Finally, allow
me the time I need to grieve and to recover,
I want to
get on with my life...
But, I know
that first I must walk through
the dark shadows
of my grief.
And, although
it it almost impossible for me to believe this now
I know that
someday my grief will ease.
Most of all,
thank you for being my friend,
thank you
for caring,
for helping,
for understanding.
Thank you
for praying for me.
And, remember,
in the days or years ahead..
when you need
me as I have needed you...
I will understand...
and then I
will come and be with you.
~GO
REST HIGH ON THAT MOUNTAIN~
~Vince Gill~
