My great uncle was awarded a silver star for his heroics at that battle. Never spoke about it and I did not know about it till reading his obit.
I too think of him and all those who fought there at this time of the year.
My Father in Law, got lost behind the lines for several days. The military sent his mother a notification that he was missing in action. He never talked about what he did or where he hid out. The only remarks he made in reference to this battle was to the cold. Sleeping in foxholes at -30 degrees below zero. He was in an artillery unit. He survived this and fought his way through to the end of the war. He passed at 88 years of age, five kids, 19 grandchildren, and nine great grandchildren. These were the men who saved the world for us. We will never see their likes, ever again. God help us.