FOR THOSE WHOM SLEEP; THE WHITECOAT DECEASED

MY new poem; WHITECOATS THEY Here's hoping for the future HAPPY TRAILS~~~~~~~~ into Heavens land for the dear departed. For, yes there are tombs~~~~~within silence~~~~~ as if the Lambs of white are of secret mutancy within honors womb with stunning coats of many colors, as invisible, biological weaponry metaphoric duress~~~~~ was of stunning success throughout ensuing years, and is bringing back tears and some smiles of those who still seem composed of prideful insight that's covered many a mile, and of course time takes it's toll~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ as bell is tolled and the roll is called once more, the touching sounds of Bugle, as taps are played~~~~~so so hauntingly across endless valleys and fertile plains, as if for the plain and the good, and of the highs and of lows of those of high esteem within their dream it might seem as we recall them, we might meditate for awhile, as the sweet strains of "Meditation" lingers within twilight time, for Whitecoats were they, whether at work or at play, and~~~~~~~ unforgettable too, for I knew a very few so many years before the wrinkles showed. Private Giles Dupuis in Basic Training at For Sam Houston, Texas 1957 We must be friends until the very end, and life is not endless, and alas, it does come on down to the cessation of our obscure presence at some point along our way, for we are only of mortal flesh and blood, and so we must live to be our very best, and to stand the test of what life has to offer with choices, until the day our simplistic voices are stilled against the will of what is perceived and hoped for within our humanistic plight, as if the unending night breeds it's mysteries within lonesome metaphor. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to all, and to those of our Cold War Bretheren who've gone on to their reward, we bid adieu and good night, as we may recognize a name or two from our new who's who of those whom sleep, and then we must pause and weep. HAPPY TRAILS to you, until we meet again !! The "late" PFC Giles Dupuis with his Hawaiian Sweetheart on the island of Oahua, Hawaii, as Paradise was calling and enthralling him within it's mystic wishes. GILES DUPUIS - Fortuna, Ca. ROGER MICKELSON - Minnesota Wendel Slater - Riverside, Calif. ROBERT RALLS - Modesto, Calif. Joe Bailey - Bartlesville, Ok. Vernon Butler - Mich. Donald Hempel - Victoria BC SAMMY KEESLING - from Kentucky Robert Carrigor - Bristol Tenn. Robert Connor - Yucaipa, Ca. Malcolm Crofoot - Silver Sp. Md. Terry Nelson - Edmore, Mich. Harry Olson Jr. Na City Ca. Dick Peterson - Cou Bluffs Io. Merlin Mack - Portland, Ore. Robert Marsh - Hamburg, Iowa Chancey Minor - Greensboro NC Donovan Hare - Takoma Park Md Robert Kline - Burtonsville Md Maj.Alice Clark- Ft Detrick, Md Maj. Vorder Brugge - Ft Detrick, Md Lt. Gasper - Ft Detrick, Md Major Woodward, head nurse - Ft Detrick, Md MSgt J. Okeefe - Ft Detrick, Md SFC George Sweeney - Detrick, Md Gen Wm. Tigertt - Ft Detrick, Md Leroy Oxentenko - Minot, N.D. John Mclaughlin - Basin, Wyo. Harlan Townsend - Powell, Wyo. Willie Smith - Greensboro,N.C. Yorohiro Takata - Japan Perry Nelson - James Goodman - 64-65 -Fort Detrick, Maryland Yea, though I walk through the Valley of the shadow of Death,I shall fear no evil, for THOU art with me! THY rod and thy staff, they comfort me, and THOU preparest a table before me within the presence of mine enemies ~~~~~~~~~~~etc. If you dare, go now to Uncle Walt Larsens art and poetry page