In Loving Memory Of
James Daniel Faulkner
April 28, 1981 - September 8, 2004









Captured in a photograph for every one to see,
your face all bright and smiling looking back at me.
As I gaze upon your face I can’t help but remember,
the day they took your life away one morning in September.
With tear filled eyes I said goodbye the flag flew at half staff,
although you’re gone you still live on because I have your photograph.
Daniel, though our time together was brief, we were truly blessed to have known and
loved you. You filled our hearts with joy and happiness and we miss you terribly.
REMEMBERING DANIEL
Always in our minds . . . . . . . . Forever in our hearts
The story behind this photo:

There had been increasing concerns about FOB security.  FOB = (Forward Operations Base).
 In an attempt to ready ourselves for the possibility that a large number of insurgents may
make it passed the guard towers and rush the FOB walls, we were conducting a FOB security
exercise.  All personnel on the FOB were ordered to "stand to" which meant we were going to
basically guard a section of the inner perimeter of the FOB.  Spc Michael Weger, SPC John
Love and I were in our room speaking with a reporter.  I think she was with the Dallas Morning
News.  SSG Kubena was a little worried we were going to divulge "privileged" information so he
sent my squad out the door to "prep".  I'm not sure if the three of them started planning on
ambushing me on my way back in or not at this point, but they saw me leaving.  But on my way
back in SGT Daniel Faulkner, SGT Robert Vanskiver, and SPC Chris Satchen jumped out of
the room dressed like ninjas and ambushed me when they heard me walk by.  They jumped
out in front of me; I saw them and yelled "Ahh Ninjas!" and took off running.  I was wearing all
of my gear so  I didn't run very fast plus I was laughing so hard I'm not sure if I actually
reached my room or not.  They were carrying broomsticks and aluminum pieces of the army
cots.  They starting hitting me with them I probably heard their sticks hit my armor about forty
times, it didn't hurt.  We were always screwing around like this I'd like to say we never
wounded each other but at least this time we kept it civil... Kinda.   But this was one of those
moments that I think I'll always remember...

Thanks Dan
SGT Jared J. Stoops
I miss ya
As you can see, Dan's fascination with
Ninja's began at an early age!
That's Dan on the far right in the blue
shirt.

From left to right:
Patrick, Jason, Heather, Kathleen and
Daniel.

This photograph was taken at a
Thornton's Gas Station on Taylorsville
Road in Louisville Kentucky. We were
passing by on the way to visit the kids
step grandparents when we spotted
the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
making a guest appearance. Naturally
we had to stop.
You can tell the age of the photograph
by looking at the price of gas in the
background!
3 NINJA'S

SGT Daniel Faulkner

SGT Robert Vanskiver

SPC Chris Satchen