In the USA, today we celebrate Memorial Day, honoring and mourning the U.S. military personnel who died while serving in the United States Armed Forces. My father was in Fox Company, which hit Omaha Beach at 0630 on 6 June 1944.
As far as he knew, he was the only survivor of the landing craft to reach the beach -- the craft was hung up on an obstacle and didn't reach the beach, and was swamped by waves. Some hours later he was wounded, taking a bullet in the side that came out his upper back, 1/4" from his spine. He was left for dead and was found to be alive when bodies were being retrieved. Two months later he was healed enough to be sent back into France, and was wounded twice in Germany in November.
For years I've posted on Memorial Day, remembering the 29 soldiers and 2 sailors didn't make it as far as the beach.
My father passed 2 years ago, just short of 77 years after D-Day, so he's a member of that list.
As far as he knew, he was the only survivor of the landing craft to reach the beach -- the craft was hung up on an obstacle and didn't reach the beach, and was swamped by waves. Some hours later he was wounded, taking a bullet in the side that came out his upper back, 1/4" from his spine. He was left for dead and was found to be alive when bodies were being retrieved. Two months later he was healed enough to be sent back into France, and was wounded twice in Germany in November.
For years I've posted on Memorial Day, remembering the 29 soldiers and 2 sailors didn't make it as far as the beach.
My father passed 2 years ago, just short of 77 years after D-Day, so he's a member of that list.