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it's become the most known name for it. not everyone remembers hearing of operation overlord. most of that era do remember, d-day. nov 11, used to be called armistice day. now it's veteran's day. i've gotten the "huh?" look for calling it armistice day. i'm just grateful for all.
Calling this operation, "D-Day" is far better than the one I "celebrated" every time report cards were sent home.
My dad's landing was D-Day +8. He was wounded about 2 weeks later somewhere in France.
May all those of the "Greatest Generation," who have passed, and those still alive, rest in peace, and know we are all thankful for their sacrifices and work keeping us free.
"Valar morghulis; valar dohaeris."
Commucrats are most efficient at converting sins and crimes to accidents or misunderstandings.-Oswald Bastable
Making good people helpless won't make bad people harmless.
Freedom isn't free.
"Attitude is the paintbrush that colors our world." TV Series, Haven.
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"If you can make a man afraid, you can control him" Netflix Series, The Irregulars
“Before we jumped, I really didn’t realize what I was getting into. I still thought it was like playing soldier when I was a kid. I had a romantic vision of war. We were supposed to take off on the 4th, but it was postponed due to weather. We had a lot of meetings briefing us about our objectives. We took off on the evening of the 5th. At the time, Great Britain was on double daylight savings time. It was light out even at 9:30 or 10:00. We had a lot of equipment, about a hundred extra pounds. One of the things that they gave us was a Teller mine, and Teller mines were used against tanks. They also gave us a gammon grenade. This is the first time that anybody in the platoon had seen a gammon grenade [a small bean-bag-like grenade filled with high explosives for knocking out tanks]. They told us to keep the cap screwed on tight. Anyway, while we were loaded into the planes waiting to take off, there was a tremendous explosion. What happened, of course, was that a gammon grenade had gone off and had blown one of the planes sky-high, killing or injuring most of the people in the plane. There were only two people that came out of that unscathed. They got onto another plane, and they were both killed in Normandy. It was then that I started to realize, hey, this is for real.
https://www.breitbart.com/politics/2...to-hell-d-day/
Greatest Generation!
"And how we burned in the camps later thinking, what would things have been like, if every security operative, when he went out at night to make an arrest, had been uncertain, whether he would return alive and had to say good-bye to his family?"
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