Geez.....what a story.
My infantry Dad went in the third wave on D-Day. Said by then it wasn’t so bad.
FWIW I flew Hueys in Vietnam. We inserted the “grunts” into hot LZs, came under lots of fire, but then headed back, put the helicopters into their revetments and got hot chow & a nights sleep. Crew rest, you know.
To this day I worship the infantrymen & the Marines of all our wars.
My Pop was a first wave combat engineer at Utah Beach with the 4th ID.
Bravo!
But you were a damn big 'high value' target in a hot LZ.
Salute and thank you for your service, Sir. It took a lot of guts to do what you did every day.