Fading light dims the sight,
And a star gems the sky,
From afar drawing nigh,
Falls the night.
Day is done, gone the sun,
From the lake, From the hills,
From the sky.
All is well, safely rest,
God is nigh.
Then good night, Peaceful night,
Till the light of the dawn
God is near, do not fear,
Friend, good night.
Born: 1918 at Boston, MA
Entered Service in the US
Army from Weymouth, MA
18, 1945 at the age of 27
The Medal of Honor During World War II For heroism March 18,
1945 at Siegfried Line, Saarlautern, Germany
An aid man,
Private First Class Murphy was wounded in the right shoulder
soon after his comrades had jumped off in a dawn attack against
the Siegfried Line at Saarlautern, Germany. He refused to
withdraw for treatment and continued forward, administering
first aid under heavy machinegun, mortar, and artillery fire.
When the company ran into a thickly sown antipersonnel minefield
and began to suffer more and more casualties, he continued to
disregard his own wound and unhesitatingly braved the danger of
exploding mines, moving about through heavy fire and helping the
injured until he stepped on a mine which severed one of his
feet. In spite of his grievous wounds, he struggled on with his
work, refusing to be evacuated and crawling from man to man
administering to them while in great pain and bleeding
profusely. He was killed by the blast of another mine which he
had dragged himself across in an effort to reach still another
casualty. With indomitable courage, and unquenchable spirit of
self-sacrifice and supreme devotion to duty which made it
possible for him to continue performing his tasks while barely
able to move, Private First Class Murphy saved many of his
fellow soldiers at the cost of his own life.