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My grandfather served in the US Army in Italy from 44' thru VE day, the winter of 1944-45 was brutally cold even in Italy and the snow was smothering.......
Many, many, years later on a deer hunt, my father shot a nice spike buck, it's blood covered the fresh snow, as grand dad came up to help, he froze after seeing the brilliant red blood on the snow, he turned away, walked back to the truck rifle in hand, never hunted again.
Years later, shortly before his passing, he told how a German sniper killed his best friend and how the blood on the snow brought him back to a horrible ambush on a mountainside in Italy so long ago.
These are just small samples of what the fallen and those who were lucky enough to survive experienced..........Think of that as you turn the burgers on the grill tomorrow.
This is something we should all remember today, tomorrow and also forever. We must never forget.
There is so much that I wanted to say but I'll just say that everything that everyone else said put to shame anything that I could have said, so ditto to everything that everyone else said because that too is what is in my heart. You just said it better. I will just add one thing, though. I HATE the idea that people had to die, or live disabled so that we could have the freedoms that we have, instead of just solving problems verbally.