2,500 of those troops would never see the light of another day- or nearly half as many as we lost in 8 years in Iraq.
My dad arrived at D-Day +3 and fought his way across France and Germany ending his war at the Berchtesgaden retreat as a morale and welfare NCO signing out tennis rackets and baseballs etc. to other GIs. We have a cool picture of him with a head wound- he looks hard. Was he grazed by a German snipers bullet- artillery shrapnel!? Umm- no. He bashed his head on a gun mount diving for cover when his column got strafed by a German fighter plane. Ha!
One thing I remember dad would mention was the smells- rotten bodies, burned bodies, burning rubber... That really stood out to me when they talked to D-Day vets- they said Saving Pvt Ryan had it all- except the smells. Here is the first few minutes of Saving Private Ryan
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They were the greatest generation.
Amen my brother
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