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My dad was shot down near St. Mere Eglese on D Day...while being fired upon from across a field, he hid in the ditch until he could meet up with troopers from the 502nd Parachute Infantry Regiment...eventually he got back to England.
His co pilot was dragged into the ditch with a broken back and the troopers got him to a field hospital...I talked to the co pilot as a kid...guest of the family...and have never forgotten that this man, in his mid 20's, had to live the rest of his life without legs....these guys deserve whatever Uncle Sam can give them.
His co pilot was dragged into the ditch with a broken back and the troopers got him to a field hospital...I talked to the co pilot as a kid...guest of the family...and have never forgotten that this man, in his mid 20's, had to live the rest of his life without legs....these guys deserve whatever Uncle Sam can give them.