They are an amazing generation. I was with my best friends grandfather one day talking about our tour in Iraq and my buddy was complaning about being extended for 15 months... His grandad looks at us real serious and said " I was gone for 3 1/2 years.. We shut up real quick lol
It's also amazing what these people have done to get all the veterans to the memorial. Its a great thing
My father's oldest brother was a B-17 gunner in Europe, he's almost 90 and did this late last year. Great experience. It was the first time he had flown in a plane since his 50th mission in the Flying Fortress over 65 years earlier. You know that f-ed you up when you choose to drive anywhere you go the rest of your adult life. I asked him about that when I was young and he told me matter-of-factly: I used up all my luck over Germany, now I drive.
Talk about a generation of heros, they just did what they did because it needed done.
Its amazing how they carry the scars and emotions from WW2 like it happened yesterday. My grandfather survived El Alamein in North Africa,fighting for the British 8th Army as a sapper(different roles than todays sappers). He lied about his age so he could enlist. He was 15. He still really doesn't like talking about it. He carries that warrior spirit till this day. Truly the greatest generation that faced the greatest threat to freedom and peace.
I wish my step-dad could have gotten to see the memorial. He served in the US Army Air Corp. In the pacific theatre. He enlisted in Nov. 8, 1942 and was demoblized in Nov. 29, 1945. The campaigns he was in was New Guinea, Sou Philippines (Liberation), Luzon, Western Pacific, and Japanese Occupation. His highest rank was Cpl. Decorations and citations 1 service stripe, 2 overseas service bars, American Theater Campaign medal, Philippine Liberation Ribbon, Good Conduct Medal, Asiatic-Pacific Campaign Medal with 4 Bronze Stars, Japanese Occupation Medal, and JV Victory medal. He passed away this past April 19, 2011. He was 88 years old. He was the reason I joined the US Army and volunteered for Operation Desert Shield, Desert Storm. Sorry for the long story, but he was my true hero!
My Grandad served in the Navy in WWII as a crewman aboard a gunship in the South Pacific. I wasn't suprised to learn that he received a Distinguished Flying Cross (DFC) for his many sorties into enemy territory to "look for a fight."
He was able to attend the opening of the WWII memorial a couple of years ago through the generosity of this organization.
+100 to this organization for their efforts and generosity.
<div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Originally Posted By: Sean the Nailer</div><div class="ubbcode-body">There's no words I can use, that would be valid or worthy against they're actions.
Humble thanks, eternally.
+1 put as many zeros as you want! Words can not do them justice!
We owe them everything we have to protect that what they fought and died for!
I was lucky to grow up with a USMC Demo guy next door, he didn't speak much of what happened through the Island Campaign, especially when I was very young. The integrity that he continually demonstrated and care he took with everything was a role to follow for both myself and my dad. He is sorely missed...
They came home and became the best educated and most productive society in history. The are the granite that underpinned the constant increase in standard of living we enjoy today. They have an innate sense of ethics and morality that is unequalled.
Not to mention the fact that they are the only reason we can celebrate the 4th today.
Thanks for the video Chiller. It is worth two and half minutes everyday to remind us what future generations can aspire to.
Only very late in his life did my Father tell me any of the stories about what he experienced. After hearing them, I don't blame him for not wanting to talk about what he saw and did.
One story really shocked me. After hearing it, all I could think of was "Holy shit, the loving hands that raised me did that at one time." It sure change him, and he sure changed again afterwards. Thank goodness. He never did get to see his memorial, but he didn't want to, as he had a belly full. Never even had contact with the people he served with.