It wasn't over until it was over (September 22, 2015).
I didn't know until a few years ago that the first wave of the Allies going in was a virtual slaughter sentence. One source using names listed a total American Armed Forces death toll of 2,499 on that first day, and 1,915 of other allies mainly British.
May God bless their souls for their sacrifice.
“Yogi Berra was one of the few who was in the front lines & didn’t so much as get a scratch.”
Actually Yogi did get scratched:
“During the invasion, Berra manned a landing craft support vessel from which he said he “sprayed bullets and rockets across the heavily fortified beach fronts before the troops landed.”
“Berra was wounded in the hand by incoming enemy fire; he was later awarded the Purple Heart Medal.”
His ship was off Utah Beach.
“Sports Heroes Who Served: From D-Day Vet to Baseball Legend”
It was before my time, but even after being aware of Viet Nam and Gulf Wars 1&2, the meat grinder those men went through is incomprehensible to me even now, even though I’ve watched documentaries, read books and watched movies depicting what happened on that day. The only event that I can compare it to is 9/11.
And for me personally that day is such a study in contrasts, because 37 years later, on June 6, 1981, the Mrs. and I were married. Such a beautiful, happy day that was for us. It still is, but it might not have happened if our heroes hadn’t done their duty that day.
Thanks guys, RIP.