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Kyle E. Jackson
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Name: Army Chief Warrant Officer 2 Kyle E. Jackson
Age: 28
From: Sarasota, Fla.
Assigned to the 1st Battalion, 10th Aviation Regiment, 10th Mountain Division, Fort Drum, N.Y.
Incident: Army Chief Warrant Officer 2 Kyle E. Jackson was killed Jan. 13 when his OH-58D Kiowa Warrior helicopter came under attack by enemy forces using small-arms fire near Sukar, Iraq. Also
Died: January 13, 2006
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Age: 28
From: Sarasota, Fla.
Assigned to the 1st Battalion, 10th Aviation Regiment, 10th Mountain Division, Fort Drum, N.Y.
Incident: Army Chief Warrant Officer 2 Kyle E. Jackson was killed Jan. 13 when his OH-58D Kiowa Warrior helicopter came under attack by enemy forces using small-arms fire near Sukar, Iraq. Also
Died: January 13, 2006
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Occupation
the 1st Battalion, 10th Aviation Regiment, 10th Mountain Division, Fort Drum, N.Y.
Incident
Army Chief Warrant Officer 2 Kyle E. Jackson was killed Jan. 13 when his OH-58D Kiowa Warrior helicopter came under attack by enemy forces using small-arms fire near Sukar, Iraq. Also
Prayers & Messages
Kyle E. Jackson
2006-05-15
Thank you Kyle for your service and your courage. I am sorry we have lost you to the war. Rest in peace and soar the universe. You earned it. May we someday meet! May God comfort your family and friends in the thought that you completed your mission here on earth and are now free.
Sincerely,
Mary
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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Sincerely,
Mary
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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