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June 06, 2007
June 6th, 1944
Posted by Mr. Bingley at June 6, 2007 09:40 AM
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Guts. Makes me cry.
Posted by: tree hugging sister at June 6, 2007 10:04 AM
[Salutes]
Posted by: The_Real_JeffS at June 6, 2007 10:42 AM
There's a little old man at my church who was a paratrooper on D-Day. He won a Silver Star and two or three Purple Hearts, and is blind in one eye thanks to Hitler's men.
He told Hayden that one night, after they had landed and were hiding out in a hedgerow, he and a couple of other guys went and milked some French dude's cow into their helmets so that their wounded comrades could have fresh milk.
I think I'll give him a big hug tonight at church.
Posted by: Lisa at June 6, 2007 11:59 AM
No words, just thanks.
Posted by: nightfly at June 6, 2007 03:23 PM
Makes me cry, too. Those were REAL men.
Posted by: ricki at June 6, 2007 06:10 PM