
We've hit the 70th anniversary of the US entry into World War 2. The fellow in the red shirt is Col. Hays. He was there the Sunday morning the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor. His description of working at the hospital was very similar to the scene from the recent movie. Oddly enough he told me by the next day the chaos was under control, patients moved to other hospitals and hospital ships. That was his only combat, shortly after he was transferred to the states. He was in the army for several decades.
The surprised looking fellow in purple shirt is my dad. He was at a rodeo that afternoon when someone drove in having heard about it on their car radio, an announcement was made over the PA that Pearl Harbor had been bombed.
The surprised looking fellow in purple shirt is my dad. He was at a rodeo that afternoon when someone drove in having heard about it on their car radio, an announcement was made over the PA that Pearl Harbor had been bombed.
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My grandfather fought in Europe during that conflict. He was a mortar crewman and was wounded in action by a German grenade during the Battle of the Bulge. I have the utmost respect and admiration for every man and woman who has worn the uniform, and can never thank them enough for everything they've given of themselves for us.
Absolutely true. Once the British took everyone between the ages of 14 and 90 to conscript into the Lancashire Chimney Sweeps, there was hardly anyone left for the Canadian Army, so we sent over a brigade of lemonade stand attendants instead. Didn't do much for the war effort, but we brought $11.34 home.
for heaven's sake ask him. my dad had a number of stories, many funny, some horrific (saw a civilian farm kid blown up by a landmine). While here at Parklane I found out another tale, about when he went into New York City on a weekend pass. He got so tickled remembering it he cackled out loud.
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