Name: Army Sgt. Dayne D. Dhanoolal
Age: 26
From: Brooklyn, N.Y.
Assigned to the 2nd Battalion, 69th Armor Regiment, 3rd Brigade Combat Team, 3rd Infantry Division, Fort Benning, Ga.;
Incident: Army Sgt. Dayne D. Dhanoolal died March 31 in Baghdad from wounds sustained when an improvised explosive device detonated near his vehicle.
Died: March 31, 2008 Army Sgt. Dayne D. Dhanoolal remembered
The Associated Press
On the day Dayne D. Dhanoolal died, his wife, Kynesha, checked her e-mail and read the last message he would ever send.
“He told me, ‘Kynesha, I’m OK, I’ve just been real busy.’ He said, ‘I love you.’ It was the last thing he said. Then three hours later, he died,” she said.
Dhanoolal, 26, of New York City, was killed March 31 in Baghdad by a roadside bomb. He was assigned to Fort Benning.
“He was the type of person that left a happy memory wherever he went. No matter the situation he always tried to make the best of it,” said his sister, Darlene Dhanoolal. “We will forever remember his gigantic grin.”
Dhanoolal emigrated from Trinidad with his family when he was 15 and settled in Brooklyn, where he played soccer and enjoyed his Xbox.
“He was the greatest person I ever met,” said his wife. “To know him was to love him. He didn’t have an enemy in the world. He was simply the light of my life.”
Kynesha Dhanoolal said she and her husband spoke all the time about having children. Now she hopes to conceive his child through artificial insemination.
“Having kids is all we talked about,” Dhanoolal said.
Prayers & Condolences For: Army Sgt. Dayne D. Dhanoolal BY miyembro on May 12, 2008
Your sacrifice will remain in our hearts for a lifetime,
with intense gratitude. May God bless you and your family.
Rest Safely and Securely in God's Loving Arms.
Prayers & Condolences For: Army Sgt. Dayne D. Dhanoolal BY Anonymous on Apr 15, 2008
im really sorry about it i feel you coz that happened to my man too, in afghanistan, im really sorry, accept my condolences. mya.
Prayers & Condolences For: Army Sgt. Dayne D. Dhanoolal BY Anonymous on Apr 05, 2008
Love and memories live on forever.
Prayers & Condolences For: Army Sgt. Dayne D. Dhanoolal BY Anonymous on Apr 05, 2008
TAPS the most beautiful bugle call, known as the most eloquent of all.~~Not only to signal the day is done, but to say goodbye, to a comrade, brother, or son.~~A melody so hauntingly profound, a piercing yet peaceful sound.~~Sounded over every soldiers grave, to honor those who were so brave.~~Soldiers raise their hands to their caps, saluting the fallen as the bugler plays TAPS~~ Rifles are fired in the sky, to say farewell to another American G.I.~~Listening to the bugle play, reminds us of the price they had to pay.~~ The sound is bittersweet, letting go of a hero, to someday again meet.~~Nothing is more touching perhaps, or can render emotion like the call of TAPS.~~You can hear the bugle weep, where men of valor sleep.~~Tears from a bugle fall, as TAPS is played, for the heroes who gave their all.~~ Ed Meyer, U.S. Navy Chief Petty Officer (WWII) Louisville, Ky.
Prayers & Condolences For: Army Sgt. Dayne D. Dhanoolal BY Anonymous on Apr 05, 2008
I was that which others did not want to be. I went where others feared to go, and did what others failed to do. I asked nothing from those who gave nothing, and reluctantly accepted the thought of eternal loneliness....should I fail. I have seen the face of terror; felt the stinging cold of fear; and enjoyed the sweet taste of a moments love. I have cried, pained, and hoped...but most of all, I have lived times others would say were best forgotten. At least someday I will be able to say that I was proud of what I was...a soldier.~~Deepest sympathy. ~~Stevie Coan, Louisville, Ky.
Prayers & Condolences For: Army Sgt. Dayne D. Dhanoolal BY Anonymous on Apr 05, 2008
There beside a grave she stands, a folded flag clutched in her hands. A silent teardrop on her face, her brave young child has entered grace. She does not hear the sermon said, just memories run through her head. The child she held so long ago, the child with faith she let go. The child who heard the nation's call, and in the end gave it all, without fear or thoughts of self, thoughts of freedom and little else. The bugle plays TAPS in the wind, a mournful song it does send. A remimder to us all, that for freedom this price was paid, and her sweet young to rest was laid.~~ Norma Meyer-Coan, Louisville, Ky.