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re: 72 Years Ago - May We Never Forget Their Sacrifice
Posted on 6/6/16 at 5:45 pm to saintsfan1977
Posted on 6/6/16 at 5:45 pm to saintsfan1977
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this statement in my opinion is bullshite. There was never going to be foot soldiers on US soil.
Naïve at best. If you had let the German war machine proceed, it would have only been a matter of time.
I understand the controversy about Vietnam, given that I was in the draft for that war. I was fortunate enough to remain stateside and not have to go there. However, I had a number of friends who were not as fortunate and followed orders, with some making the ultimate sacrifice. Nam vets got a bum rap at the time and deserved much better treatment upon their return home than what they got. You put a uniform on and carry a weapon for your country, there is a measure of respect the society should provide honorable discharges.
Posted on 6/6/16 at 5:49 pm to soccerfüt
Several years ago, my boss took his Father back over for a reunion of his company. They traveled from Omaha Beach and followed his path all the way to the conclusion of the war. He told me that it was one of the most amazing things he'd ever witnessed.
At each of these small towns along the way, people would find out that the Americans had come back and would slowly come out of their homes and shops. Many crying, wanting to hug these men who sacrificed so much. They would bring their grandchildren and great grandchildren to meet them.
At each of these small towns along the way, people would find out that the Americans had come back and would slowly come out of their homes and shops. Many crying, wanting to hug these men who sacrificed so much. They would bring their grandchildren and great grandchildren to meet them.
This post was edited on 6/6/16 at 5:50 pm
Posted on 6/6/16 at 5:52 pm to Festus
My Uncle Alton was a combat chaplain in WWII and was writing a book about his service prior to his death. He kept extensive notes from his daily war experiences and his daughter finally convinced him to write a book. I got to read a rough draft before he got it published, and sadly he died before finishing it but Ann (his daughter) gathered his original notes and got the book published. It's available on Amazon!
LINK

LINK
Posted on 6/6/16 at 5:59 pm to saintsfan1977
quote:Have you ever heard of the concept of control of the seas?
There was never going to be foot soldiers on US soil.
You do not have to set foot on U.S. soil. They just have to isolate us.
Posted on 6/6/16 at 7:37 pm to stampman
stampman, will that book make me cry??
Posted on 6/6/16 at 8:21 pm to tiger91
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stampman, will that book make me cry??
No but I believe it's a different take of war as seen from the eyes of a Chaplain and was taken from notes in battle as they happened...not from years later from memory.
Uncle Alton: Born in 1906 in Lousiana, Alton E. Carpenter graduated from L.S.U. and earned his Th.D. from the New Orleans Theological Seminary. He served as a Baptist minister in Louisiana, Alabama, and Arizona for 36 years, served three years during World War II as a combat chaplain, and taught religion for four years at Arizona State University.
The Diary begins June 4th 1942, with Chaplain Carpenter's entry into the military and continues on to August 16th 1945 as he left Europe for home. This diary is very personal with opinions, not always in agreement with official reports. Chappie comments on George Patton, Dwight Eisenhower and a myriad of World War II personalities.
Posted on 6/6/16 at 8:33 pm to Wolfhound45
So proud of my grandfather and those like him. Truly, the Greatest Generation

Posted on 6/6/16 at 8:52 pm to stampman
My uncle was a tail gunner in the Air Force. His Plane was shot down over Normandy. He survived but, he had to go to a psyche ward for years before they let him come back home. He would never talk much about it and never talk about his crew or being shot down. My grandmother never asked him many questions about it. She was just glad to have him home. My grandmother was born in 1901. My uncle was born in 1923. They would tell stories about how hard my grand father would work them growing up. That's one reason that generation were such badasses. They were raised to be tough and work. They never asked why, they just said "yes sir". They knew better than to talk back to their parents or any other adult for that matter. We are raising a nation of Pussiez and each generation is becoming softer and softer.
Posted on 6/6/16 at 9:41 pm to hidolladawgs
I have pictures from the beaches a year ago today, if anyone wants me to upload them i can.
Very surreal and sobering feeling being there and standing in the turrets, looking at the craters from bombs and standing on the beach looking at the turrets and pillboxes and imagining running across that sand.
Very surreal and sobering feeling being there and standing in the turrets, looking at the craters from bombs and standing on the beach looking at the turrets and pillboxes and imagining running across that sand.
Posted on 6/6/16 at 9:44 pm to ADLSUNSU
Go for it bro. That would be awesome 
Posted on 6/6/16 at 10:01 pm to Jim Rockford
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Koreans in German uniforms
Posted on 6/6/16 at 10:19 pm to ADLSUNSU
Awesome
So envious. The only thing I never got to do while in USACAPOC(A) is the Normandy jump. Looking forward to visiting one day.
So envious. The only thing I never got to do while in USACAPOC(A) is the Normandy jump. Looking forward to visiting one day.
Posted on 6/6/16 at 10:19 pm to ADLSUNSU
cemetary
beach in front of pill boxes
point du hoc
cement stuff left over from the docks the allies set up
giant topiaries
downtown bayeux
looking on the beach from a pillbox
inside some of the pillboxes
view along the beach
i think that was one of the churches near dday that was where some paratroopers were stuck
some of the giant turrets
looking down point du hoc
craters from the bombing before the point du hoc raid
Dday would have sucked even more had the Rangers not done work up on point du hoc and the bombing run not worked as well.
beach in front of pill boxes
point du hoc
cement stuff left over from the docks the allies set up
giant topiaries
downtown bayeux
looking on the beach from a pillbox
inside some of the pillboxes
view along the beach
i think that was one of the churches near dday that was where some paratroopers were stuck
some of the giant turrets
looking down point du hoc
craters from the bombing before the point du hoc raid
Dday would have sucked even more had the Rangers not done work up on point du hoc and the bombing run not worked as well.
Posted on 6/6/16 at 10:24 pm to Wolfhound45
I was tracing places i knew my grandpa might have been. Check this out. Bastogne, the foxholes from Band of Brothers. edit:he wasnt in bastogne, but somewhere in the Ardennes


This post was edited on 6/6/16 at 10:25 pm
Posted on 6/6/16 at 11:30 pm to Redbone
Well, it could be that someone fat-fingered it, trying to up-vote, but missed it, as I just did. My apologies.
Posted on 6/6/16 at 11:49 pm to Wolfhound45
Who are the 8 cock suckers that down voted this thread? I went through a good amount of shite in my 4 deployments in the Middle East. I think of what those true heroes went through and it makes me feel like a pussy.
Posted on 6/7/16 at 12:00 am to lake2280
You are a pussy if you're worried about down voters
Posted on 6/7/16 at 7:08 am to TexasTiger89
My Aunt shared this with me today; it's from a letter that her dad (my grandfather) wrote to my grandmother (7 months pregnant at the time with my father back in the US) after his "adventures" on D-Day. He came home and went to law school -- but I had no idea that he wrote so beautifully.
"I'll never forget the spectacle of D-Day. It was thrilling and did we have a grandstand seat. Seeing the firing at dawn was a rare and beautiful sight. The whole import behind it was thrilling. I felt so proud and so happy, just to look under my wing to right or left, and see the ghostly outlines of ships in the half light, blasting away at shore installations. To us who had waited so long, it was the beginning of our return home." June 13, 1944 -- a few lines from a letter from my Dad to my Mom just after D-Day.

"I'll never forget the spectacle of D-Day. It was thrilling and did we have a grandstand seat. Seeing the firing at dawn was a rare and beautiful sight. The whole import behind it was thrilling. I felt so proud and so happy, just to look under my wing to right or left, and see the ghostly outlines of ships in the half light, blasting away at shore installations. To us who had waited so long, it was the beginning of our return home." June 13, 1944 -- a few lines from a letter from my Dad to my Mom just after D-Day.
This post was edited on 6/7/16 at 7:09 am
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