An inch farther into his face and history might have been very different for him. In those moments he’s shot and wondering how bad it might be, blood from his face - what that must have been like. I am sorry for your loss, and grateful for his service. May he rest in peace. :)
thanx. My father lived to be 92. I asked if I could take him to the 50th anniversary of D-Day He was D-Day + 6 and in theatre till V-E Day. He told me he didn’t want to go. Once was enough.