Dad went over on Utah beach on D day + 3.
Armor, light tank.
A crew of 4 and a little 37 mm cannon + a .30 in the turret and a .50
on top.
He was in 5 light tanks knocked out by German tanks or artillery.
Wounded several times, he hated the army.
He didn't even know the U.S. was at war with Germany.
He lived in the hills of W.Va. no t-v, no radio, no newspaper.
That was common back then.
I have what few medals he accepted.
I still have his discharge papers.
It only says "drove light tank in Europe for 7 months".
Dad was trapped when the German armor broke out during what became the
"battle of the bulge". When his tank ran out of gas he and the crew crawled back to friendly
lines at night.
I missed 'Nam. Tried to join the Air Force, Navy, Coast Guard, but they
weren't accepting anyone.
I'm still waiting to get drafted. :>)
So I joined the police force and was injured "in the line" 13 friggin'
times.
Back broken 4 X, both hands broken, 3 concussions, and poisoned
in an industrial fire that was illegally making agent orange.
We didn't know that at the time.
That came out 2 years after the fire.
I still have zero feeling in parts of my right leg. Nerve damage.
http://www.militaryfactory.com/armor/detail.asp?armor_id=36
Similar to this one.^^^
I hunt deer with this one.
http://www.3riversarchery.com/samick-sage-takedown-recurve-bow.html