According to Wiki:
Omar Nelson Bradley (12 February 1893 – 8 April 1981) was a senior officer of the United States Army during and after World War II, rising to the rank of General of the Army. He was the first chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff and oversaw the U.S. military's policy-making in the Korean War.
What a wonderful story. So very glad you posted it.
At US entry into WWII, Bradley was 48.
Patton was old at 54.
Eisenhower was 49.
I didn’t know the full story, thanks for posting!
One of my bigger bucket list items is to author the book “The Other Roosevelts” that tells the stories of TR’s offspring.
Thank you for posting this moving tribute to a brave man I regret I never knew about until today.
And since TR, Jr. was the only general on the beach, Omar Bradley didn’t actually witness him there on D-Day. He just heard about it later.
Thanks for posting.
Wow
thank you for posting
That is an amazing story!
EXCELLENT!
One of my bigger bucket list items is to author the book “The Other Roosevelts” that tells the stories of TR’s offspring.
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A few weeks ago, I watched the excellent documentary Theodore Roosevelt on Netflix. Theodore (the President) worked hard to overcome being sickly child. His dad pushed him and pushed him. He was always working hard to prove himself to his dad.
It sounds like the exact same trait was passed down to Theodore Roosevelt Jr. The death of his brother Quentin is mentioned in the Netflix video.
I highly recommend that two-part video.
IMDB: Theodore Roosevelt
My maternal grandfather was born in 1905, right in the middle of Theodore Roosevelt's administrations (September 14, 1901 – March 4, 1909). I never asked where Grandpa got his name. His dad was "Michael" and his grandpa was "John."
Thank you, amazing account and thread.
Man, some guys really set a high bar.
The boats came in a mile off course. Officers froze. Roosevelt limped up and down the beach under fire, studied the ground, and said, "We'll start the war from right here." Then he spent the morning waving men forward and sorting out the chaos so calmly that terrified 20 year olds looked at this old man with a cane and decided that if he wasn't scared, they wouldn't be either.
His son Quentin, named for the uncle killed in the last war, landed at Omaha Beach the same morning. They were the only father and son to come ashore together on D-Day.
Very cool article - thanks for posting.
He was living with lungs and a leg that never fully recovered from WWI and a heart condition. Here he was in the middle of the greatest assault in all of history. Life was going to be short anyway and you could not ask for a better way to go out.
There are a number of individuals right here on this board that would have done the same thing.
Heart problem and hid it. Intentionally.
Many aging men would do a great many “brave” things just to not die in bed and have one last chance to earn Valhalla.
He truly was quite a man. Thanks for making note of him on this day.
I only know a few “lucky” men who were able to die in their sleep.