I would have flown fighter cover in a P51 Mustang and shot down the Nazi bastards who killed my two uncles in 8th Army Flying Fortresses.
I didn't know you had two uncles who died in the war.
Yes,
My Uncles John and Joe. Both flew in the Mighty 8th, one as a radio operator and one as a tail gunner, both shot down and KIA over Germany.
I had another uncle (Jack) who also served in Bombers, but survived the war. I think he was stationed in North Africa and then Italy.
A 4th Uncle (Leo, who passed away this year) served in the Navy, and was present for Operation Overloard. He married a war bride from Liverpool (my late Aunt Margaret, whom I adored).
They gave so much, the men of those generation.
hungarian plains.....spring 1242.....the roughest toughest group of battle hardened calvary veterans ever assembled are letting their mounts rest and deciding what to do. they have conquered from the
lower vistula all the way to transylvania, making sport of the polish knights and anyone else in their way. their campaign was beyond the power of any european army of the time, and definitely beyond the vision of any european commander. There was no general in europe, from frederick II downward compared to the great mongol subutai.
and while they waited......
ogdai the mongol leader 5000 miles to the east died suddenly
the undefeated hosts of Mongols began to pour back across hungary and romania towards their eastern stomping grounds. they needed to attend the meeting that decided who the next great khan would be.
and western europe was spared.
i would have talked subotai into finishing the job and forgetting about the next khan.
The were, truly, the greatest generation. We owe them everything.
Because of their sacrafice our generation really has nothing to moan about.God bless everyone of them.Sorry for your familys loss Louis.
Rob
Very poignant statement- my mother-in-law passed away back in 2001 and one of the things my wife took from her estate was her High School yearbook- class of 42- in there she wrote various snippets of information about the people she graduated with- she lost 15 classmates in the next 2 years- you would see next to someone's picture "Killed in Normandy, June 6, 1944", Killed in the phillipines, etc, etc. Gave a real glimpse at the human cost of war.
This thread is really a no brainer for me- I would like to be present at the signing of the last ceasefire for all war- unfortunately, we will never see that day so if I could be present for the last battle we as Americans fight I could live with that. There is no glory in war, never was and there never will be. There are just a lot of really extraordinary individuals who carry the fate of their nations on their shoulders and perform their duties as heroically as they can. Whenever anyone in war falls or gets wounded, it sends a ripple of devastation through that person's community, family and friends that will last for untold years beyond that event. And then there is the side effects like drug or alcohol addiction or piercing nightmares or just the paralysis of flashbacks causing your heart to pace, palms sweat and sending a wracking feeling of misery and panic throughout your very essence.