Graham E. Beard

Gram and I were friends for over 40 years. I miss him dearly.

Not sure who reads this but a few thoughts for his family and friends. I trained under Graham many years ago at Letterman Army Medical Center in San Francisco. He always was a delight. I was saddened to read that he had died in the AAP news letter.

WOW! I am driving to Washington DC in about 10 days. I have not been there in amost 20 years since I retired from the Postal Service. I was really hoping to see Graham and share a lunch or dinner. I tried to call several times. Then I sent a note and there was no answer. Today I thought to try google and found his obituary. My heart sank in my chest. We met at a Messiah concert - probably at his church maybe close to 30 years ago. We enjoyed each other's company and shared a group of...

Graham welcomed my husband and I on the first day we attended St. John's. He made us feel at home there, was always interested in our lives, and freely shared of his own. He will be dearly missed.

Rebecca: So sorry for your loss. It was sooo nice to meet you. And yes you are related to my husband. 4th cousins I think. Both your Great-great-grandfathers were brothers.

The John Paul Jones Chapter of the Maryland Society of the Sons of the American Revolution regrets to learn of Graham's death. I have known Graham for at least 25 years, and we had many mutual friends from the PG County School System. The SAR headquarters is in Louisville and one of the times we were there for our trustee's meeting Graham was also visiting and showed us around town. He called not long ago to check on something about the Revolutionary War. May he rest in peace!
Barrett...

I met Graham in 1973 when we were both assigned to the Medical Command in Thailand. He was at the hospital in Bangkok and I was stationed at the health clinic at Camp Samae San on the Gulf of Siam. We remained good friends through the years catching up several times a year with phone conversations and exchanging greetings at Christmas. We shared the same birthday....Jan 2nd. When I returned from a holday trip and had not heard from Graham, I knew that something was wrong knowing full well...

I met Graham in Huntsville and visited with him every time I was in DC. I had not seen him in awhile and knew something was amiss when his Christmas card did not arrive. He was very helpful to me in a transitional time of my life. I will miss him.

Graham and I were dear friends since we met at Fort Knox, Ky in 1965. Over the years our friendship became more precious through trips together and frequent phone calls. I already miss our conversations concerning politics, family gossip, and daily events. To Becky, my heart goes out to you as you cope with your loss of your brother who was a great person.