Luke S Runyan

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.

No person is ever truly alone. Those who live no more, whom we loved, echo still within our thoughts, our words, our hearts. And what they did and who they were becomes a part of all that we are forever. May GOD hold and comfort you for all the days of your lives. Cora C. Meyer Louisville, Ky. U.S.A.

Nothing can ever take awy the love a heart holds dear, fond memories linger every day, and remembrance keeps Luke near. Clara Langley Louisville Ky. U.S.A.

Sunshine fades and shadows fall, but sweet remembrance out lasts all. I am so sorry that you lost your beloved Husband and the Father to your Daughter. Irene Richmond Kentucky

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 nation's 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. Deepest and Most Heart-felt Sympathy. Norma Coan Louisville Ky. U.S.A.

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, their loves, they're eagles not doves.~~To keep peace for those in need, some go to wars of just we read.~~To keep us safe it's soldiers we call. They will all give some and some will give all. Thank You Mr. Runyan for Defending Freedom. Sydney Meyer Age 10 Louisville Ky. U.S.A.

TAPS the most beautiful bugle call, known as the most eloquent of all.~~Not only to signal 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.~~Soldiers raise their hands to their caps, saluting the fallen as the bugler playTAPS.~~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 gp 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 those heroes who gave their all. Deepest sympathy to the family of Mr. Runyan. Ed Meyer (U.S. Navy Sgt. WWII Veteran)

In the quiet moments when the hurt is hard to bear may love become your shelter. And may the beauty of precious memories be your comfort. Nikki Coan Louisville Ky. U.S.A.