Capt. Philip J. Dykeman

Capt. Philip J. Dykeman, 38, of Brockport, N.Y. died June 26 while supporting combat operations in Al Anbar province, Iraq: He was  assigned to 2d Battalion, 3d Marines, 3rd Marine Division, Marine Corps Base Hawaii, Kaneohe Bay, Hawaii.

  In a solemn display of appreciation today, residents along the North Shore of Oneida Lake lined sections of state Route 49 for the funeral procession of a native son, Marine Capt. Philip Dykeman, who was killed June 26 while serving in Iraq. Submitted photoCapt. Philip Dykeman They turned out in Central Square, in West Monroe, in Constantia, in Bernhards Bay, in Cleveland and at points in-between, said Andrew Kelsey, supervisor of the town of Constantia. The procession covered a route of roughly 15 miles through southern Oswego County. "I'm so proud of this town and this country today," Kelsey said. Residents along the route displayed flags on their houses or in their yards, and virtually every telephone pole had a flag on it, said Kevin Slate, a member of American Legion Post 858 in Cleveland. "I can't tell you how many times I choked up today," Slate said. Dykeman, 38, was one of three U.S. Marines based in Hawaii who were among more than 20 people killed in a suicide attack on June 26 in Anbar province west of Baghdad. He was a native of Bernhards Bay and a 1988 graduate of Paul V. Moore High School in Central Square. Dykeman leaves behind a wife, 7-year-old twin daughters and a 10-year-old son. More photos of the procession along Route 49 for Capt. Dykeman.

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Marine Saluting Courtesy Sgt Michal S. Williams





FORGOTTEN WARRIOR
He lives alone In the hills and the trees
He bares his soul To the cool mountain breeze
He talks to the Spirit He listens to the Wind
They shield him from memories Buried deep within
The world has forgotten The sacrifice he made
The scars he bears remind him Of the high price he paid
Freedom is not given But with blood it has been bought
By warriors such as he And by the wars they fought
We can't forget our warriors Or let them die in vain
But with respect and honor We can help to ease their pain
Our Freedom will be taken If no one will defend
God bless our Forgotten Warriors Who live to fight again.
-Unknown-


God and the soldier all men adore
in times of trouble, but no more.
For when war is ended and all things righted,
God is neglected, the old soldier slighted.