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The bag ‘boy’ at the grocery store I go to was this little old man. One day I asked him if he was a vet, maybe WWII. He said he was. He was at Normandy. Half his platoon never made it to the beach. I had to wipe a little tear from my eye. I thanked him. I haven’t seen him in a while. I love those guys.
We've come all the way from these brave men and women to john edward's multiple families, little tony wiener's "weener", and of course, little billy clintoon!
We don't call the WWII vets the "Greatest Generation" for nuthin!
BTTT
I thank all soldiers home and abroad and their families, for their sacrifices.
Booklet on the Normandy invasion memorial (from http://www.abmc.gov/cemeteries/cemeteries/no.php ):
http://www.abmc.gov/cemeteries/cemeteries/no_pict.pdf
see page 4
Salutes due.