I honor my father a dedicated member of the United States Air Force. His service exemplified courage and integrity, inspiring all who knew him. Through his sacrifices he taught me the true meaning of duty and commitment. I am forever grateful for his words of wisdom and the values he instilled in me. His legacy of service lives on in my heart and I proudly carry it forward. Thank you, Daddy, for your unwavering strength and unconditional love. I love this country because of you, you were proud to serve!

Vietnam POW.

Charles and Elisha Bisbee (1757-1826), father and son of Bridgewater, MA served as privates in a Mass Regiment. Father, Charles, (1726-1807) was the first settler of Sumner and is buried there in Bonney Cemetery.

Who served in the 101st Airborn as a "Glider Rider". A man to look up to!

I thank my Brother for going to war and fighting for our country. He will always be my HERO!!!!! LOVE DONNA

As I was growing up my father would sometimes open up about his experience in the Marine corps during the late half of the World War II. It was the defining episode in his life and it molded him into the man he became. He had an assault landing in Guam and was in China by 1946. He always told of the most hilarious stories about being in uniform. As I was growing up, my father had his medals hung up on a wall. Not one of them were for heroism or some daring-do. But they were just the standard I severed medal everyone gets.

I am honoring my Father, who served as a paratrooper in the 101st Airborne in WWII.

I am honoring by beloved son Captain Christopher Scott Cash, who proudly served our nation in the U.S. Army and later served in Iraq as a Captain in the Army National Guard. He served for nearly 17 years. On June 24, 2004 he was killed in Baqubah, Iraq while leading his men against insurgents. He was a proud American, soldier, athlete, father of two sons and my son. He lives in my heart forever. God Bless all of our soldiers.

My father served with "Bull Halsey" during the great Pacific battles as his navigation and recon officer. He had many tales to tell. He also was the commandant of USNR 1-1 Unit in Portland and from there swore his own son into the Navy in 1957. He retired as a Captain after 30 years service. We're so proud of his contributions to the war and this State.

I am honoring Capt. Jack Duffy, USAF. Maine natives, Jack and I were Academy classmates (1968), but more than that, we were close friends. Through two years in the same cadet squadron, and overlapping pilot training classes, we enjoyed the many good times and endured the bad. The tough kid from Munjoy Hill was a 4-year wing boxing champ, and a true warrior. I took him to meet his flight to Viet Nam, and he was killed in his O-2 FAC aircraft April 4, 1970.