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My grandfather passed 20 years ago, he served in WW2 UT never talked much about it. My mother is helping pack up my grandmothers house now that she is moving to assisted living and found his discharge papers. He was part of the Normandy invasion and participated all the way to the Bulge. He didn't get a lot of medals but anyone who was part of all of that was a bad ass.
I only knew him as a mobbed up bookie on the south side. He was a trash collector who never took his own trash out much less picked up anyone else's.
Raise one to Grandpa Ed
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My grandpa had a similar WWII story - landed at Normandy and made it almost all the way through France where his position was hit by friendly bombers. I think his claim to fame was being in the "first three minutes" of Normandy.
But we all knew that growing up. That's awesome to get Grandpa Ed's history later in life.
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Very cool.
One of my gramps was a marine in the Pacific. Guadacanal was his first landing but not his last.
Tough SOB did what had to be done.
But at a price. These guys came home with zero notion about PTSD, they had to deal with war on their own. No counseling.
My gramps was never right after the war. He abused my mom.
