Kevin S Mowl

God Bless you and thank you for your service and ultimate sacrafice for our nation

It was an honor and privledge to have known and served along side with SPC Mowl. He will be greatly missed but never forgotten.. Rest in Peace my friend... CPL Tate

Your sacrifice will remain in our hearts for a lifetime, with intense gratitude. May God bless you and your family. Rest Safely and Securely in God's Loving Arms. We cherish too, the Poppy red That grows on fields where valor led, It seems to signal to the skies That blood of heros never dies.

Grief like the ocean, comes in waves only to recede and come yet again, but with it comes healing. Memories wash ashore and are bathed by the golden sun. Grab hold of these memories and let them fill the emptiness and bring you peace.

The Wall~~I saw her from a distance as she walked up to the wall. In her hand she held some flowers. As her tears began to fall, she took out pen and paper to trace the wall. And, she looked up to Heaven and the words she said were these....~~She said, " LORD my boy is special, and he meant so much to me. And, Oh I'd love to see him just one more time to see. All I have is memories and the moments to recall." ~~So LORD could you tell him, " He's more than a name on the wall~~. She said, " He really missed family and being home on special days, and he died for GOD and Country in a place so far away".~~ And she said," I remember just a little boy playing war since three. But, LORD this time I know, he's not coming home to me."~~And she said, " LORD my boy was special and meant so much to me. And , Oh I'd loove to see him but I it just can't be. So I thank you for the memories to recall."~~But Lord could you tell him," He's more than a name on the wall."

TAPS~~TAPS the most beautiful bugle call, known as the most eloquent of all.~~Not only signals the day is done, but to say goodbye, to a comrade, brother or son.~~A melody so hauntingly profound, a piercing yet peaceful sound~~ Sounded over every soldiers grave, to honor those who were so brave.~~Rifles are fired in the sky, to say farewell to another American G.I.~~Listening to the bugle play, reminds us of the price they had to pay.~~The sound is bittersweet, letting go of a hero, to someday again meet.~~Nothing is more touching perhaps, or can render emotion like the call of TAPS.~~You can hear the bugle weep, where men of valor sleep.~~Tears from a bugle fall, as TAPS is played, for the heroes who gave their all. .....GOD BLESS.... Kyle Richmond (U.S. Army Sgt. WWII) Cecilia Kentucky

EAGLES~~To bring down evil, some must fall. To fight for right, some answer the call.~~To help the oppressed, some give up their time, their homes, and their loves, they're eagles not doves.~~To keep peace for those in need, some go into wars of just we read.~~To keep us safe, it's soldiers we call. They all give some and some give all.~~Thank you Mr. Mowl for keeping me safe and free. Sydney Meyer--Age 10--Louisville, Ky.

Fill the cracks of your broken heart with fond memories of the past. GOD BLESS you all. Irene Richmond from Kentucky.

For the loss you had, words do not heal. May the memories deep within your heart soothe your spirit. With each memory, let your hearts be reminded that nothing can ever take away the beauty you have known. Edward Meyer U.S. Navy ( WWII Veteran) Louisville, Ky.

In the quiet moments when the hurt is hard to bear may love become your shelter. And may the beauty of precious moments be your comfort. What a heart breaking loss of such a brave, young man. May GOD hold and comfort his family every night for the rest of your lives. Deepest Sympathy Cora C. Meyer Louisville Ky U.S.A.

Dedictaed to the memory of Spc. Kevin S. Mowl with his family in mind. Love and gratitude~~The agony is so great....and yet I stand it. Had I not loved so very much. I would not hurt so much. But goodness knows I would not want to diminish that precious love by one fraction of an ounce. I will hurt and I will be grateful to take the hurt, for it bears witness to the depth of our meanings, and for that I will be eternally grateful.

Remember me in your hearts, in your thoughts and the memories of the times we loved, the times we cried, and the times we laughed, for if you always think of me, I will never be gone.

I have a wish for the family of Spc. Kevin S. Mowl. This is my wish for you: Comfort on difficult days, smiles when sadness intrudes, rainbows to follow the clouds, laughter to kiss your lips, hugs when the spirit sags, sunsets to warm your heart, friendship to brighten your day, beauty for your eyes to see, faith so you can believe, confidence when in doubt, patience to accept the truth, courage to know yourself, love to complete your life. Deepest Sympathy-----Norma J. Coan Louisville, Ky. U.S.A.

Love and memories live on forever.

There beside a grave she stands. A folded flag clutched in her hands. A silent teardrop on her face, her brave young child has entered grace. She does not hear the sermon said, just memories run through her head. The child she held so long ago, the child with faith she let go. The child who heard the nations call, and in the end gave it all. Without fear or thoughts of self, thoughts of freedom and little else. The bugle sounds TAPS in the wind, a mournful song it does send. A reminder to us all, that for freedom this price was paid, and her sweet young to rest was laid.

There beside a grave she stands. A folded flag clutched in her hands. A silent teardrop on her face, her brave young child has entered grace. She does not hear the sermon said, just memories run through her head. The child she held so long ago, the child with faith she let go. The child who heard the nations call, and in the end gave it all. Without fear or thoughts of self, thoughts of freedom and little else. The bugle sounds TAPS in the wind, a mournaful song it does send. A reminder to us all, that for freedom this price was paid, and her sweet young to rest was laid.

Those we love don't go away, they walk beside us everyday, unseen, unheard, but always near, still loved, still missed and very dear.

Sunshine fades and shadows fall, but sweet remembrance out lasts all.

Rest in Peace.. God Bless