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Veterans Day

Posted by DNW on 2013/11/11

I don’t intend to post up any extensive ruminations for Veterans Day. The “blogosphere” will be filled to brimming with retrospectives on the holiday, and on the soldiers, sailors, and airmen, who are veterans of the armed services.

Some significant attention will probably be given to the subject of the dwindling number of WWII veterans still among us.

I thought I would take the occasion to post a few images taken by, and of, a couple of that era’s veterans: brothers, who could not be any closer than they are, nor mean any more to me, than they already do.

Lest we forget.

Over here …

Review on parade grounds at M.B.T.S. N.Y 1945

Review on parade grounds at M.B.T.S. N.Y 1945

A young sailor seated at at a training piece. Probably a twin 40mm Bofors at Manhattan Beach

A young sailor seated at a training piece. Probably a twin 40mm Bofors at Manhattan Beach
























































Over there




Dachau Spring 1945. Captioned “Lovely people – these Nazis”

Lined along the road

Lined along the grade

German Civilians "volunteer" to lend a hand

German Civilians “volunteer” to lend a hand

German prisoner column marching through forest behind red cross vehicles

German prisoner column marching through forest past US Military vehicles





7 Responses to “Veterans Day”

  1. DNW said

    Had a tremendous amount of trouble with the formatting text on this one and the paragraphing and spacing sequence of the images. A simple correction of the spelling of De Gaulle’s name led to endless re-edits and jumbled images which were oddly resistant to editing corrections. Must have been some code I wasn’t noticing. Which is why I’m using a comment box to make an update remark. Any further discovered errors can just remain.


  2. Yorkshire said

    I was a US Army Reservist for 6 years. I’m never sure if I qualify to be a Veteran. During Nam we kinda had a “cheater” stigma about us. But I did join with no guarantee of no Nam. My Father was Navy WW2 and his whole carreer was cruising up and down the east coast from Norfolk to near Portland, ME, and back, and back again, and that’s it on the old tub Battleship Wyoming. Now my F-I-L was in WW2 in Europe with the IVth Division. His claim to fame was a Bronze Star for taking out a Nazi Patrol with 2 others with him. He was the BAR guy. Came home, joined the Reserves and graduated as Major. He would never talk about the war. What I found ound out, my son got out of him. The only thing I ever got out of him was when I showed him a picture I took of the Town Square in Rothenburg in Germany. He said SOP on entering any town was to blast the church steeples for fear of snipers. Blast first, ask later.

    My later involvement with the military was a 33 year carreer with the US Army Corps of Engineers. Our District had an interesting history and workload covering Walter Reed, the Pentagon, and Arlington National Cemetery.From soup to poisons we covered it all.


  3. Yorkshire said

    the spelling of De Gaulle’s name

    On a work trip I had to come back through Paris. Our secretary thought it was Charlie Dugal AP.


  4. Yorkshire said

    My Comment:
    Such honorable men. Such a Dishorable C-I-C. Here’s the alleged Commander in Chief looking at a bright sunny day and here he has to spend it with dead people who died so he can be a pseudo passer-by president and probably thinking he could have been at least on the 11th hole at Andrews AFB. It’s such a shame public duties take from his private time which he probably believes it’s 24/7. Next thing, he’ll complain about that pesky failure called Obummer Care. And here’s the C-I-C that has fired 10 Generals in a little over a year. Such disdain. He should quit in shame.

    Hot Mic Catches Obama Dissing Veteran’s Day

    What a jerk. Can’t even take 5 minutes out of his golf schedule to show proper respect.
    Check it out:

    On Fox News’ airing of the wreath laying ceremony at Arlington National Cemetery, a disproving “Jesus” was overhead on a hot mic

    Watch the video, it’s when he enters the door.


  5. AOTC said

    Mr AOTC’s uncle is 92. landed D-Day and was captured not long after. was marched all over hell for a whole year as a POW. he never said anything about his experience till the past few years.

    he has a bad heart valve and congestive heart failure but still swings a golf club fairly impressive…

    those are great pictures. uncomfortable, but poignant.


  6. DNW said

    AOTC and York,

    My uncle has given me his European campaign pictures to scan, and what I really need him to do is to write a note for each one. Then I should make him up a PDF “book” which the kids could even print out if they wanted. It’s a fair amount of labor: scanning, writing, arranging and making it up as a “book” in Word and converting to Adobe. But once it is done you have it, and it can be easily duplicated and transferred around.

    I’ve never personally known, at least very well, anyone who was taken prisoner of war. Years ago I met a few times with an older very successful businessman who had been one. Rather patrician in manner and appearance, he’d survived the Bataan Death March and internment by the Japanese. Our brief and formal acquaintance was not such that he would have spoken about it, though it was one of the things people invariably remarked about when mentioning his character.

    The fellow at the top, on the gun, is my father. Attracted to and studying Aeronautics in HS he quit at 17 and enlisted in late ’44 in the CG – after trying unsuccessfully to get into the USAF and the RCAF for fighter pilot training. Being told in Canada that he probably wouldn’t get to be a pilot anyway, and that he would have to give up his citizenship, he and a couple of his buddies recrossed the border no worse for wear. At that late date it was probably just the line a paternal recruiter gave to an American kid in order to send him packing with his feelings intact. As far as I know, by that time Americans were not needed for the RAF or even the RCAF.

    So, with his father’s permission and signature he was allowed to join the CG/Navy. I believe he had a somewhat delayed entry, and at the time of the photo of him taken on the Bofors it was Jan. Feb. or March,: so he would have been either 17 almost 18, or just 18.

    Fortunately he never encountered any German submarines on either the patrol cutters or DEs he was assigned to, or I might not be here to write this. He requested training for deep sea (hard helmet) diving, but after being sent to Baltimore for it, the CG changed their minds and he was informed he was to be shipped to California and assigned to Marine type guard duty on transports headed for Japan. That never actually occurred.

    After being mustered out, he finished HS at night while working. Then joined the Bureau and worked as a clerk on the afternoon shift as a kind of shift leader; doing the job after going to school during the day. Home at 1 AM, start again. Just like so many others of his generation. I think there were six or more guys on the afternoon shift and they were all doing the same. Upon getting his B.S. degree, he decided to take a business offer since it paid better than agent did. But in leaving he took my mother along with him – in a personal way – and voila, I and three others (plus numerous grandchildren) are the result.

    His older brother, pictured at the bottom, had been in for two years already and was sent from England to France in, I believe, July of ’44. Went into construction after the war. 5 kids, innumerable grandchildren and great-grandchildren.


  7. AOTC said

    thats a great story dnw.


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