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Ghost did not start a thread on D-Day; he must hate our American Heros...(see how that works Ghost?)...

God Bless them...

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D-Day. My Daddy was a 19 year old kid with the Second Armored Division, "Hell on Wheels" and didn't land on D-Day, but did land in a second wave a few days later. Rumbled through France, into Germany. Was almost killed in the Battle of the Bulge.
Growing up, he wouldn't talk about what he experienced very much. Later on, it just seemed to come tumbling out of him as though he couldn't hold it back any longer. Some of it was accompanied by tears. Mom said he had nightmares at least once a month right up until he died. He saw some very rough action, and came home in December of '45 as a Master Sargeant.
God Bless those young men, those kids. We have no idea in this country today about what it was like to go to war when there was no option but to win. Mothers who were often immigrants (like my Grandma) and had raised those sons in a Great Depression had to send those sons back to the very ground they'd left behind in Europe, not knowing if they'd ever see them again.
Daddy's been gone since 2012, but our family still has a box full of his letters home -"V-mail" to his Mom that was censored, photos, watches he bought from Russian soldiers who probably looted them, German money, a Nazi armband from a dead guy, and a giant flag Daddy took from a tank factory near Berlin. Growing up, I, or my siblings, would take it to school when our History classes got to the WWII era. I remember hauling it to school in a Winn Dixie grocery bag! A different era for sure.
D-Day must never be forgotten.
 
D-Day. My Daddy was a 19 year old kid with the Second Armored Division, "Hell on Wheels" and didn't land on D-Day, but did land in a second wave a few days later. Rumbled through France, into Germany. Was almost killed in the Battle of the Bulge.
Growing up, he wouldn't talk about what he experienced very much. Later on, it just seemed to come tumbling out of him as though he couldn't hold it back any longer. Some of it was accompanied by tears. Mom said he had nightmares at least once a month right up until he died. He saw some very rough action, and came home in December of '45 as a Master Sargeant.
God Bless those young men, those kids. We have no idea in this country today about what it was like to go to war when there was no option but to win. Mothers who were often immigrants (like my Grandma) and had raised those sons in a Great Depression had to send those sons back to the very ground they'd left behind in Europe, not knowing if they'd ever see them again.
Daddy's been gone since 2012, but our family still has a box full of his letters home -"V-mail" to his Mom that was censored, photos, watches he bought from Russian soldiers who probably looted them, German money, a Nazi armband from a dead guy, and a giant flag Daddy took from a tank factory near Berlin. Growing up, I, or my siblings, would take it to school when our History classes got to the WWII era. I remember hauling it to school in a Winn Dixie grocery bag! A different era for sure.
D-Day must never be forgotten.
What an awesome story. Your dad went through a lot and thankfully didn't die. My dad went to Europe in the later years of the war. He never saw any fighting, but he told me how he came upon the aftermath of a battle. He saw dead soldiers everywhere. They were bloated and the sound of gas expelling from their bodies etched a memory in his mind he never forgot. He got pneumonia and was shipped home. He was an only child. I'm thankful he came home, but I know that not participating in battle haunted him. Now do you suppose any of these newbie-young people of today actually care about that? God bless you and your memories and all the veterans out there whether they have seen any battle or not. You are all my heroes!!
 
D-Day. My Daddy was a 19 year old kid with the Second Armored Division, "Hell on Wheels" and didn't land on D-Day, but did land in a second wave a few days later. Rumbled through France, into Germany. Was almost killed in the Battle of the Bulge.
Growing up, he wouldn't talk about what he experienced very much. Later on, it just seemed to come tumbling out of him as though he couldn't hold it back any longer. Some of it was accompanied by tears. Mom said he had nightmares at least once a month right up until he died. He saw some very rough action, and came home in December of '45 as a Master Sargeant.
God Bless those young men, those kids. We have no idea in this country today about what it was like to go to war when there was no option but to win. Mothers who were often immigrants (like my Grandma) and had raised those sons in a Great Depression had to send those sons back to the very ground they'd left behind in Europe, not knowing if they'd ever see them again.
Daddy's been gone since 2012, but our family still has a box full of his letters home -"V-mail" to his Mom that was censored, photos, watches he bought from Russian soldiers who probably looted them, German money, a Nazi armband from a dead guy, and a giant flag Daddy took from a tank factory near Berlin. Growing up, I, or my siblings, would take it to school when our History classes got to the WWII era. I remember hauling it to school in a Winn Dixie grocery bag! A different era for sure.
D-Day must never be forgotten.
Which is exactly why kneeling during the National Anthem is something sadgator will never support...younger people today have no idea what kind of sacrifice was made on their behalf so we could all enjoy the benefits of our democracy...God Bless the D-Day soldiers...sadgator cannot imagine the hell they endured....
 
Ghost did not start a thread on D-Day; he must hate our American Heros...(see how that works Ghost?)...

God Bless them...

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Nah he forgot.

Now if D-Day happened every 3-4 days, and Ghost never started a thread about it while Sad always did, then you'd have a valid comparison.

Stock market was up over 27k yesterday, again no thread from Sad. Get ready to vote MAGA in November.
 
My old neighbor that lived across the street from me was in the D Day invasion. He told me that he was so fortunate to be on the second wave in because the first wave was completely wiped out. He fought all the way to Germany. He was a remarkable man. Died in 2008 at the age of 90. I think about him often. He came over to my house one time and gave me a German medal that they give out to mothers that had lots of kids. I still have it, he had a pretty amazing collection of Nazi souvenirs. Apparently, American GIs hoarded that kind of stuff over there.
 
My father would never talk about WWII nor Korea.

The sons of the Navajo WWII Windtalkers (Code Talkers) At Goose AB told me the same thing about their fathers. I've heard this a lot.

My father went to his grave leaving me with a million questions. After my mother's death, a sister told me our father had a wife and son prior to my mother who were killed in an auto accident. What a weird feeling came over me. My biggest question. What color were they? My mother was white.
 
My father would never talk about WWII nor Korea.

The sons of the Navajo WWII Windtalkers (Code Talkers) At Goose AB told me the same thing about their fathers. I've heard this a lot.

My father went to his grave leaving me with a million questions. After my mother's death, a sister told me our father had a wife and son prior to my mother who were killed in an auto accident. What a weird feeling came over me. My biggest question. What color were they? My mother was white.
What is your tribe, Sunburnt?
 
What is your tribe, Sunburnt?

My Nation is Cherokee. Tribe is for white man. My Sub Saharan part is Congolese with a hint of Liberia. My DNA analysis is from Genelex Labs in Seattle paternal only from 2008 and 23andme paternal and maternal 2018.

I'm part of the world's 4 family groups with 9% East Asian coming from Cherokee who were believed to be last to walk across the Bering Strait to North America around 13,000 years ago.

My haplogroup is I2b1, Neanderthal, Viking.
 
My Nation is Cherokee. Tribe is for white man. My Sub Saharan part is Congolese with a hint of Liberia. My DNA analysis is from Genelex Labs in Seattle paternal only from 2008 and 23andme paternal and maternal 2018.

I'm part of the world's 4 family groups with 9% East Asian coming from Cherokee who were believed to be last to walk across the Bering Strait to North America around 13,000 years ago.

My haplogroup is I2b1, Neanderthal, Viking.
I realized later on that I should have said who are your people - sorry about that.
I did 23 and me as well - with my unsurprising results of 96% Anglo-Saxon Irish, 3% French and 1% Italian.
 
I realized later on that I should have said who are your people - sorry about that.
I did 23 and me as well - with my unsurprising results of 96% Anglo-Saxon Irish, 3% French and 1% Italian.

23andme uses a database. Few American Indians participate. They show I'm less Indigenous American than Genelex. About 6 weeks after results, I got an email from 23andme telling me I'm blacker than first reported, as more black Americans joined their data base.

Genelex Labs is the Ophra Winfrey Lab which was used by celebrities till an Australian lab sued them for using patented testing methods. I paid Genelex $600.
 
23andme uses a database. Few American Indians participate. They show I'm less Indigenous American than Genelex. About 6 weeks after results, I got an email from 23andme telling me I'm blacker than first reported, as more black Americans joined their data base.

Genelex Labs is the Ophra Winfrey Lab which was used by celebrities till an Australian lab sued them for using patented testing methods. I paid Genelex $600.
23 and Me does update their outcomes. And they've been fairly spot on regarding health tendencies and inherited traits.
 
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