Just a quick salute on this day
to my uncle Larry, center who was at Hickam Field on this day 81 years ago and spent the next 4 years of basically hand to hand through the Pacific, suffering badly with what we know now as PTSD. He was the only other Army guy (besides me) in my Navy family. Uncle Roy, on the left who was a radioman on the Enterprise, and my dad on the right, SeaBee and Bell System employee at the birth of the SeaBees, and stationed on a PT boat base in New Guinea.
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My dad and a couple of others at a backyard BBQ in Plains Georgia
I had an uncle who must have been in the same foxhole as your Uncle Larry. He came back from the war (so my Dad told me anyway) a completely different man than when he entered.
It was sad to see, as a kid, because I didn't know what he went through. I thought he must have been born that way.
When I was old enough to understand (right around the time the Army was measuring me up for Vietnam) my Dad told me the truth about Uncle Ken. I've been totally anti-war ever since. 😥
The things those poor men witnessed and suffered through.
Thanks for remembering them on this day. 