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Garrison C. Avery

Garrison C. Avery

US Army Lincoln, NE Age: 23 Views: 1959

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Name: Army 1st Lt. Garrison C. Avery

Age: 23

From: Lincoln, Neb.

Assigned to the 1st Battalion, 502nd Infantry Regiment, 2nd Brigade Combat Team, 101st Airborne Division, Fort Campbell, Ky.

Incident: Army 1st Lt. Garrison C. Avery was killed Feb. 1 when an improvised explosive device detonated near his Humvee in Baghdad. Also

Died: February 01, 2006

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Funeral to be held at West Point for Lincoln soldier

LINCOLN, Neb. — Funeral services for a Lincoln soldier killed last week in Iraq have been set.

Services for 1st Lt. Garrison Avery are at 10 a.m. Monday at the U.S. Military Academy in West Point, N.Y., said Rev. Dean O’Bryan, pastor at Trinity Baptist Church, where the family attends.

Avery will be buried in the West Point Cemetery.

Avery and two other soldiers were killed Wednesday when a roadside bomb exploded near their Humvee in Baghdad. Avery is a 2004 West Point graduate and 2000 graduate of Lincoln High School.

Details for a memorial service in Lincoln are pending, O’Bryan said.

— Associated Press

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the 1st Battalion, 502nd Infantry Regiment, 2nd Brigade Combat Team, 101st Airborne Division, Fort Campbell, Ky.

Incident

Army 1st Lt. Garrison C. Avery was killed Feb. 1 when an improvised explosive device detonated near his Humvee in Baghdad. Also

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Garrison C. Avery
2006-05-15
Thank you, Garrison, for your courage and service. You completed your mission here and now are free from the cares of this world. I hope to meet you one day. May your family and friends be comforted in that they had the privilege of knowing you in this life. Rest in peace and soar throughout the cosmos.

I Am Not Dead

Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow;
I am diamond glints of snow;
I am the sunlight on ripened grain;
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush;
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds encircled flight.
I am the soft star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there, I did not die.

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