Awesome! Thank you!
Saw the DVD “Battle Of The Bulge” - toward the end it looked like they were fighting in a desert. No snow anywhere. Leave it to Hollyweird.
Were the photos colorized? They had color film although the b&w was cheaper.
Those pics are incredible.
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My Dad landed on Utah Beach. Thanks for posting. The 15 year old German was good.
Thank you. My dad was there.
Thanks for the Battle of the Bulge photographs.
My dad had a story of his time on the edge of the Bulge. He was near the Colmar Pocket I believe it was called.
He was standing in a long chow line one day and as it wound past a truck that was parked in the area a few dozen yards from the chow line, some guys in line lifted the back flap to see what was in the truck. It was stacked with bodies of GIs. My dad said, “like cord wood…” and his voice would trail off as he repeated that.
Never forget the prayer that was ordered by General Patton. It was no done deal by our men alone.
To my late Uncle Fred*, 84th. Infantry Division, 335th. Infantry Regiment, 3rd. Battalion , I Company. Marche, Belgium,Dec. 23-31,1944. Wounded in action Jan.3, 1945, Soy, Belgium. To them all. Thank you for my freedom.*(went to be with our Lord 10-29-2012).
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The neighbors son got expelled for laughing at the teacher, Why? She announced ' Today class we will be discussing World War Eleven ' ...
Great pictures. Thanks.
Remember back about about ten years-ago-or-so, when when all of the nancy-boys in the media were wringing their hands that our troops couldn’t handle the ‘brutal’ Afghanistan winters?
What a bunch of cry-babies. Of course, none of them, have ever served.
They’re aliens. They live in a parallel universe. They’re not of us. They’re Americans in name only.
Thank you for the post. My great-uncle, whom I never knew, was killed at the Battle of the Bulge at the age of 19. I look at pictures like this with great interest, always hoping that maybe there will be one of him.
I befriended a guy who came across the Channel at D-Day +21. He was wounded in the Battle of the Bulge. He told me the story of lighting a fire inside a Deuce-and-a-half to get warm, and the fire got out of control and burned up the truck.
My father was in the 28th ID, 110th Rgt, 2nd Bn, E Co. The 28th held up the Germans long enough for the Airborne to get to Bastogne, but never got the headlines the paratroopers did. See “Alamo in the Ardennes” by John C. McManus for a good account of that fight, and why the sacrifices made by the 28th are largely forgotten while the defense of Bastogne is the stuff of legend.
He told me that prior to the attack, they reported sounds and signs of a German build up, and division G-2 sent a clean young officer with shined boots and a tie to check it out. They took the Intel guy across a river in a small boat, and when the got to the other side he said he’d seen enough, it was time to go back.
My father, and enlisted man, informed him that the Germans were still quite some distance ahead, and to his disgust he was told that they were not going any further. The officer reported that the men on the line were jumpy, and the were just imagining things.
A few days later his overstretched Regiment was wiped out by the German forces that didn’t exist.
That’s the sort of story the Army wasn’t interested in telling after the battle. It was better all around if they just focused on the heroic defense of Bastogne by the 101st.
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My father was there. Thank you.
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