One of these guys was a Freeper.
Posted on 05/30/2016 7:18:49 AM PDT by irish guard
This is a totally personal thread meant to honor those who served. If there's already something like this out there, please have Jim Rob delete it.
My mom's twin brother Joe, 95 years old, flew into Normandy DDay on a glider. He never speaks of it, but I know he had to do very difficult things.
My father-in-law flew F4U Corsiars with a guy named "Red" (John the astronaut) Glenn in the South Pacific and was one of those who had to bomb Bloody Nose Ridge on Peleliu. He never spoke of how difficult it was, but I know Peleliu was awful.
My dad was stationed in San Diego as a doctor, dealing with awful war injuries from the South Pacific. Later, he was transferred to China Lake, where there were scientists who worked on the sidewinder missile.
God bless these men and millions of others who helped save this country and make it great.
My grandfather, my father, and my father-in-law.
My father, Carl Lee Mitchell, born September 23, 1914. A son of a South Carolina share cropper who never finished the 5th grade. He enlisted in the Army in 1939 to better himself. He served as a cook (in North Africa and in the Med to Sicily and Italy) who was in the Battle of Rome.
A short time home to meet my mother, marry and take his new family to Berlin Occupation in 1947.....
His entire career was mostly overseas. Korea, Okinawa, Germany and before he retired due to medical disability was on orders to Viet Nam.
He died in 1971 while I was overseas.
FIL was POW. Escaped, blew up a German tank. Going to visit his grave today. His dad was awarded a Purple Heart.
To Steve
To Guy
I still remember
None of them HEROES, but every one of them a hero.
My father who served in the Navy, 1942-1946, in the South Pacific. Pharmicist Mate aboard the USS Navarro.
My father-in-law, US Marine Corps. Korea, was wounded and evacuated just before the 1st Marine Division was surrounded by the Chinese at Chosin Reservoir.
My mother, served in the US Army at Letterman and Valley Forge Army Hospitals during the Korean War.
My Dad, Lt. Col. Leo J Lee, he was a poor farm boy who served in the Navy, Army & finally the newly formed Air Force, where without a college education when on to be a fighter pilot. He later got his college education including his Masters. He said he was no Hero, but he is a Hero to his children. He is now 91.
My father and my two uncles who served, one on my father’s side and one on my mother’s side.
My uncle, who I was named after, died in the Philippines, on the Bataan death march.
My dad, who was on a destroyer escort in the Pacific and was at Iwo Jima. He remembers a hospital ship next in line to port; it got hit and they threw the nets over the side to pull what sailors survived out of the sea.
His ship did escort duty to the Marianas and Saipan. They got a sub and were narrowly missed by a kamikaze.
One of these guys was a Freeper.
My grandfather and those with him who endured the horrors of Okinawa, both at sea and on land. The A-bomb spared the survivors even greater horrors. Obama can piss up a rope, those bombings weren’t evil, they saved millions.
My Dad, a Vietnam vet. His Dad, my Grandfather, served in the South Pacific, never talked about it. His Dad, who served in the Navy. They all served in the Navy.
My Grandfather on my Mom’s side, served in the Army. Worked on airplanes. Love and miss them all dearly.
Great uncles Leo and Miles - WWI
Uncles Joe, Jim, Bernie - WWII
Uncle Larry - Korea
My Dad, Don - Korea
Uncle Bennie - Vietnam
Thank you, my hero’s! Rest in peace.
My dad, Jack Korvell, MD.
He entered med school in Sept 1941. At the start of WW2, the med students were rushed through by the government so they could get in service.
He served in the Pacific as a Navy doc. This was aboard cargo ships that served as hospital ships and later, on Guam.
Barely home long enough to unpack his bags,and after he just got his practice started, he was called back up to serve in Korea.
That was about 7 years out of his life and medical practice. Yet he never complained.
He continue to practice medicine as a small town country doctor until about 1991.
My father. Born in 1911. Enlisted in 1942. Volunteered for combat duty. Gunner on a B-17. Shot down over Austria in 1944. POW for a year. Liberated in April 1945.
Oh dear Lord, how I miss him . . . .
All who served including my Dad & Mom WWII, Uncle WWII and Grandfather WWI
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