Sacred day for sure... For a minute tho I thought you were gonna open with, "my mom gave birth to a Yooper named Dave!"
I had a few uncles who fought in WWII. I was always proud of them. For those who did not return home, RIP.
It just staggers me when I think of the mission those men undertook. I have read volumes about D-Day, and shake my head as I learn the stories of the logistics, planning, and stories of individual courage. I hate to say it, but I doubt our country could pull off D-Day today.
Have to say, I can see both points here, but one thing is strongly certain- D Day and so many other (past & current) war efforts and victories provide us the opportunity to debate topics such as this. A continuum of moments to never forget, and simultaneously look up and give Thanks for these freedoms that so many courageous folks gave their lives for.
My dad was in World War II Back of the truck took a hit, shrapnel through the arm, made it back on flat tires
my dad was in the war, he was in burma,he was in what they called the lost army.they were out fighting the japs,
My step dad was stationed in England with the 8th Army Air Corp, he was a crew chief for the B-17 bombers flying missions over Germany. He talks about all the planes that never returned, the losses were terrible. His brother was in three invasions, North Africa, Italy, and D- Day. He was lucky to return home. God Bless all our veterans, past, present, & future.
My dad was a Veteran and POW of WW 2, taken in the Ardennes Forest. I was young when we buried him, I don't remember him talking about it. My Uncle, Cool Harry, was a Marine, fought thru the Philippines then reactivated for part of Korea. As a teenager, he'd remind me of what deprivation and doing without really was when I'd bitch about what was for dinner or tending to chores. When I returned home from 3 years in the Army, we'd get a 6 pack of PBR and he'd have me drive him around his old stomping grounds a couple counties over. I'm grateful for those rides and the stories he told. For those boys who served and lived through combat, Rest in Peace and God Grant Them Eternal Comfort. Shame on those TV networks who would let this country forget without mention of those Heroes.
Those guy's back then were real men and had some major stones to do what they did. Just imagine what was going through their heads when they knew they were walking into a slaughter house! They truly are the greatest generation! And for that I salute you and all service men and women active and retired!
I understand I don't blame you I just wanted to let him go that his is not forgotten and his sacrifices were not in vain!
