Sadly, many good people from all over the world were killed fighting in that terrible war, others were killed or maimed simply because they got in the way. My parents were in the Dutch underground and experienced some horrific times from 1939 to 1945. Let's hope that all Democratic countries can unite and keep this world safe. Jim

My fellow brother in arms, thank you for this post, Jeff 😊. The importance of learning from what has passed cannot be underestimated.

We must never forget, not Pearl Harbour, not WWII, not WWI.

I remember my grandparents telling me about WWII and when the invading forces came to their farm and took it on their way to control my home country. I remember vividly the story of how the enemy soldiers were behaving towards my grandparents....I get goosebumps all over.

My deepest gratitude and respect to all the people that have stepped up when the calling has come to stand up and fight for their country and their freedom, as well as joining forces with other countries to keep the darkness away from the beautiful blue marble we are all living on, all 7.7 billion...



Roy Solheim,
US Army 1986-1987,
Royal Norwegian AirForce 1985 - proudly still in service

Thank you for honoring our country and our heroes Jeff - and thank you fr your service to our great country too my friend.

I had an uncle (Russell Ott) who was on active duty in the Navy throughout the war - and who had two ships torpedoed out from under him.

He was also a major reason that whatever good there is in me exists. He was always helping people and never expecting anything in return... which to me as a kid made no sense at all and perplexed my little brain.

While he survived the war physically many of his shipmates did not - and he had nightmares for the rest of his life.

Thanks again for remembering their sacrifices - and reminding us all that failing to remember is an invitation to repeat the same mistakes again and again.

Best regards,

L.D. Sewell

Jeff, Thank you for the post, and thank you and everyone else who has served is serving, and will serve!

Like a lot of other people, I wasn't born during the attack on Pearl Harbour or WWII.

However, both my Grandfathers fought in it.

Also, like a lot of others, I've heard many stories about WWII.

I would like to share just one of them, I hope it's ok and I'll try to keep it kind of brief.

My Grandfather on my dad's side (we called him Pappy) had one son before he went to war.

Now when Pappy was in the war a bomb blew up above him and a piece of shrapnel flew down and took out one of his testicles.

However, he was still able to use his sidearm to capture a young german soldier.

Pappy told the young man in French (pappy said a lot of germans also spoke French back then, so he took a chance) to put him on his back and told him to take him to the Allies and he told the man that he better go fast because if he even felt faint that he was going to shoot.

He also said that he didn't know for sure, but he told the man turn around you're going the wrong way and that the guy did turn around and then actually took him to the Allies (Pappy said he was probably taking him to the enemy before).

Now when they got to the Allied camp, Pappy said with all the running, bouncing, and how tight he had held his pistol against the man's head that it had rubbed a raw spot.

Sorry, I guess I'm getting kind of vivid, but that's how it was told to me and I'm trying to tell it as close to how I remember it as possible (I heard it many years ago when I was pretty young).

So anyway, I guess I'll end it on a high note.

When Pappy had healed and got home from the war he had nine more children including my father with only one testicle (pretty amazing I think).

Forgive me, I didn't keep it as brief as I thought I would.

P.S. Again a Big Thank You to All the Veterans here and everywhere else that have, are, and will put their life on the line (and definitely the ones and the families of the ones who gave up their lives) so that the rest of us can be FREE!!!

Zach

I woke up This Morning Hearing this story on the radio. My dad would talk about this period because he was just a kid at that time when this event took place. He would talk about how they had to recycle things and store food if things were to get real bad. Later after the war he was drafted for the Korean war in the 1950's. I join the National Guard in 1984. Guess That makes me a second Generation Soldier. My Salute To All Veterans Who Served In The Armed Forces Defending, Serving who also Gave Their Lives For Family And Country. God Bless !

Amen !