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D-Day 76 Years Later

The Rebel

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With everything going on and hardly a mention on the news, I just wanted to say thanks to the greatest generation as well as all of our service members.

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Thanks to all who served & especially those from "The Greatest Generation" who fought for our freedom & the freedom of many they didn't even know...

I'd like to say something about the current and foreseeable future state of our freedom but I'm gonna hold my tongue out of respect.....
 
I honor the greatest generation on D-Day....Without them I question what America would be like. Utmost respect!my Uncle was there and to hear the few tales he would tell were just unimaginable!

I read as much as I can about June 6, 1944. I Have since I was a kid.
If you haven’t read “WN62 A German Soldier’s Memoirs of the Defense of Omaha Beach Normandy, June 6, 1944” You are missing something. Just incredible what our guys faced!

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My grandfather landed on that day. Fought all the way to the battle of the bulge and remained at camp Lucky Strike until sept. 1945.
 
My grandfather landed on that day. Fought all the way to the battle of the bulge and remained at camp Lucky Strike until sept. 1945.
My uncle made it to the Battle of the Bulge as well! He wouldn’t talk much about his time there but every once in a while he’d tell me a story or two! Never forget him or the stories!

Can’t thank them all enough!
 
My uncle flew three tours in bombers. He kept photos and models of the planes he flew in but he never spoke a word about it.
 
I had a friend. He was a boxer, before the war, enlisted after dec 7, landed in north africa with operation torch. Was captured, sent to a pow camp in poland, escaped, was recaptured, spent the rest of the war in pow camp. 120 lbs, going in, 88 lbs in may '45.
Came back to southern california, and worked for a family owned auto shop for the next 50 years. I knew Johnie for maybe ten of those years, and knew virtually nothing of this till he passed away. Typical of the greatest generation, they don't need to tell anyone what they have done, or what they had for breakfast that morning.
RIP, Mr. Palmer.
 
World certainly has changed. I wonder what they would've said about us if someone had shown them the future, back then...
 
The greatest generation?...no question about it. My dad enlisted in Canada in 1939. Went through all the army training in Camp Borden, Ontario. Shipped to England when finished training. Was a dispatch rider in Sicily, Italy, and Holland. While in England waiting to be shipped to the war theatre, he met my mom. She worked in a munitions factory. Romance ensued, but off to war he went. Courtship by mailed continued. After the liberation of Holland, he went back to England to marry her. Time between the chance to see each other was years, not weeks or months. When hostilities finally ceased, my dad was late to be discharged; my mom had the opportunity to come to Canada early with many other war brides on the ship Aquitania. She landed in Halifax, Nova Scotia, and then boarded a train, by herself, to a small village called Aden in Southern Alberta, to be greeted by in-laws she had never met. Waited months for my dad to get home. I remember my mom saying she was scared to death of the journey but did it for the love of my dad, and the promise of a good life in Canada. It's important to remember that she pretty much resigned to the fact she'd never see her family in Britain again. Luckily, in 1953 and with my young-at-the-time older brother, she had the chance to return to England for Queen Elizabeth's coronation, and to see her mother, for the last time. In the years to follow I would hear her comment how much she missed her native land, but never regretted for a minute coming to Canada. They had a wonderful 62 year marriage. No doubt there are thousands of similar stories out there like mine, and I think it's a combination of the times, the real threat of a horrible superpower running the world, and the guts of the good people of the free world doing what they had to do to ensure we, the fortunate, had a world to be safe in.
 
Definitely the greatest generation. We owe them many thanks and gratitude for their sacrifice. God Bless them! 440'
 
Definitely the greatest generation. We owe them many thanks and gratitude for their sacrifice. God Bless them! 440'

Martha McCallum on Fox is a WWII follower. She had several old interviews of vets that took part in the invasion. Of course the most well know was the vet that made the parachute jump last year. Not sure if the subsequent interviews she showed were recent.
 
To this very Day, I think of both my Parents and what they did in support of the 2nd World War. Pop didn't reveal much about his time and Mom was always sharing her experiences. As a result, I and my Brother Jon served both for careers. But the Greatest Generation did some extremely awesome things. Never Forget Them and their sacrifice. Hand Salute!!! cr8crshr/Bill:usflag::usflag::usflag:
 
While I had no family that fought in WWII they did support the war effort here at home.

My grandfather worked for AT&T and my other grandfather was a civilian govt employee moving munitions. He was from Charleston, SC & was going to be re-assigned to Pearl Harbor prior to Dec. 7. He asked if his vacation time would be transferable to Pearl Harbor but they told him no, so he declined the job.

My wife's Uncle was a Ranger at Pointe Du Hoc. Was the only survivor in his Platoon, he was pretty much messed up after that and spent the rest of his life in the care of the VA.
 
I'm surprised I didn't see this thread earlier

truly a great generation, may they RIP, they earned it
 
After my dad's passing, I went on a quest to find out what I could. My uncle's Merle and Gene were both part of the D Day invasion. Never knew Merle but my uncle gene was a very kind and generous man.
 
My grandad was there....He was a career soldier (ie not conscripted for the war). He was a Sergeant Major in the Royal Norfolk Regiment. When there was not at war on his main job was training Gurkhas from Nepal.....he was always amazed at what these small barrel chested men could do. Pretty sure he landed on Sword beach...and then managed to get shot twice...once in the chest from long range..and once in the butt...we always used to joke that he must have been running away to get shot there ! Neither were serious and he was treated on site and carried on fighting. After the war he left the army he got a job as the then Prime Minister , Anthony Edens gardener where he met and married my gran who was Prime Minister Edens house keeper. They then moved to the South Coast and got jobs as a farm manager and a housekeeper on a farm in West Sussex...the very same farm I spent the first 30 years of my life on and the very same one my father had spent the last 62 years working on ! Grandad died the day after the hurricane hit the South of the UK in October 87...of lung cancer...even though he did not smoke. We still have his medals and Drill cane and the razer sharp Gurkha kukri blade he was given by them .I salute you Sir.
 
I always wonder how to truly say thank you to all those who gave their all in some way shape or form. I do not know the correct words to put together for what all of our service members have done for us. To me just saying "Thank You" is not nearly enough.

The men who landed on D-day, I just can't imagine what went through their heads when they saw the coast line. How many never saw the beach? How many never even cleared their landing craft? Seriously courageous individuals! INCREDIBLE MEN!
 
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