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RIP - 2/21/2014 4:33:12 PM   
jlf1961


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Status: offline 		Walter Ehlers, The Last Medal Of Honor Recipient Who Stormed D-Day Beach, Dead At 92

Never met the man, but he needs to be remembered, as do they all.

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RE: RIP - 2/21/2014 4:57:06 PM   
MisterP61


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Status: offline 		Here here. Rest a while at Fiddlers Green brother.

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RE: RIP - 2/21/2014 8:24:23 PM   
BamaD


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ORIGINAL: jlf1961

Walter Ehlers, The Last Medal Of Honor Recipient Who Stormed D-Day Beach, Dead At 92

Never met the man, but he needs to be remembered, as do they all.

Totally agree

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RE: RIP - 2/21/2014 8:27:51 PM   
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Status: offline 		I agree our WW2 vets are leaving us fast, not very many left.

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RE: RIP - 2/21/2014 8:28:02 PM   
Dvr22999874


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Status: offline 		Honour to the man and salute the uniform

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RE: RIP - 2/21/2014 8:36:22 PM   
DaddySatyr


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Status: offline 		May the souls of the faithfully departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace.





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RE: RIP - 2/21/2014 8:39:53 PM   
MisterP61


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Status: offline 		Fiddlers Green: Anyone who ever served in a cavalry unit will know this one.

Halfway down the trail to Hell,
In a shady meadow green
Are the Souls of all dead troopers camped,
Near a good old-time canteen.
And this eternal resting place
Is known as Fiddlers' Green.
Marching past, straight through to Hell
The Infantry are seen.
Accompanied by the Engineers,
Artillery and Marines,
For none but the shades of Cavalrymen
Dismount at Fiddlers' Green.
Though some go curving down the trail
To seek a warmer scene.
No trooper ever gets to Hell
Ere he's emptied his canteen.
And so rides back to drink again
With friends at Fiddlers' Green.
And so when man and horse go down
Beneath a saber keen,
Or in a roaring charge of fierce melee
You stop a bullet clean,
And the hostiles come to get your scalp,
Just empty your canteen,
And put your pistol to your head
And go to Fiddlers' Green.


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RE: RIP - 2/21/2014 8:46:50 PM   
jlf1961


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ORIGINAL: ElectraGlide

I agree our WW2 vets are leaving us fast, not very many left.



The last WW2 vet from my dad's side of the family died last year. He enlisted on 8 Dec 1941, started as a ground pounder in North Africa, was transferred to the 101st, Operation Neptune (D Day) Operation Market Garden and Bastogne.

The year I was 15, he took me and a couple of my cousins to Europe with him, we toured the battlefields and cemeteries were Screamin Eagles were laid to rest. Truth be told he was the reason I went Airborne when I enlisted.

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RE: RIP - 2/21/2014 8:47:22 PM   
shiftyw


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Status: offline 		My gramps was sad today, hearing this news.

He landed in Normandy two days after D-Day.

Much respect and love to him and his family.
RIP

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RE: RIP - 2/21/2014 8:53:20 PM   
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ORIGINAL: jlf1961


quote:

ORIGINAL: ElectraGlide

I agree our WW2 vets are leaving us fast, not very many left.



The last WW2 vet from my dad's side of the family died last year. He enlisted on 8 Dec 1941, started as a ground pounder in North Africa, was transferred to the 101st, Operation Neptune (D Day) Operation Market Garden and Bastogne.

The year I was 15, he took me and a couple of my cousins to Europe with him, we toured the battlefields and cemeteries were Screamin Eagles were laid to rest. Truth be told he was the reason I went Airborne when I enlisted.

Market Garden = stupid
the leaders not the men

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RE: RIP - 2/21/2014 9:56:53 PM   
jlf1961


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Status: offline 		I am the Infantry!

I am the Infantry–Queen of Battle!
For two centuries I have kept our Nation safe,
Purchasing freedom with my blood.
To tyrants, I am the day of reckoning;
to the suppressed, the hope for the future.
Where the fighting is thick, there am I…

I am the Infantry!
FOLLOW ME!

I was there from the beginning,
meeting the enemy face to face, will to will.
My bleeding feet stained the snow at Valley Forge;
my frozen hands pulled Washington
across the Delaware.
At Yorktown, the sunlight glinted from the sword
and I, begrimed…
Saw a Nation born.
Hardship…And glory I have known.
At New Orleans, I fought beyond the hostile hour,
showed the fury of my long rifle…
and came of age.

I am the Infantry!
FOLLOW ME!

Westward I pushed with wagon trains…
moved an empire across the plains…
extended freedom’s borders
and tamed the wild frontier.

I am the Infantry!
FOLLOW ME!

I was with Scott at Vera Cruz…
hunted the guerilla in the mountain passes…
and scaled the high plateau.
The fighting was done when I ended my march
many miles from the old Alamo.

From Bull Run to Appomattox, I fought and bled.
Both Blue and Gray were my colors then.
Two masters I served and united them strong…
proved that this nation could right a wrong…
and long endure.

I am the Infantry!
FOLLOW ME!

I led the charge up San Juan Hill…
scaled the walls of old Tientsin…
and stalked the Moro in the steaming jungle still…
always the vanguard,

I am the Infantry!

At Chateau-Thierry, first over the top,
then I stood like a rock on the Marne.
It was I who cracked the Hindenburg Line…
in the Argonne, I broke the Kaiser’s spine…
and didn’t come back ’till is was “over, over there.”

I am the Infantry!
FOLLOW ME!

A generation older at Bataan, I briefly bowed,
but then I vowed to return.
Assaulted the African shore…
learned my lesson the hard way
in the desert sands…
pressed my buttons into the beach at Anzio…
and bounced into Rome
with determination and resolve.

I am the Infantry!

The English channel, stout beach defenses
and the hedgerows could not hold me…
I broke out at St. Lo, unbent the Bulge…
vaulted the Rhine…
and swarmed the Heartland.
Hitler’s dream and the Third Reich
were dead.

In the Pacific, from island to island…
hit the beaches
and chopped through swamp and jungle…
I set the Rising Sun.

I am the Infantry!

In Korea, I gathered my strength around Pusan…
swept across the frozen Han…
outflanked the Reds at Inchon…
and marched to the Yalu.

FOLLOW ME!

In Vietnam, while others turned aside,
I fought the longest fight,
from the Central Highlands
to the South China Sea
I patrolled the jungle,
the paddies and the sky
in the bitter test that belongs to the Infantry.

FOLLOW ME!

Around the world, I stand…ever forward.
Over Lebanon’s sands, my rifle steady aimed…
and calm returned. At Berlin’s gates,
I scorned the Wall of Shame.
I spanned the Caribbean in freedom’s cause,
answered humanity’s call.
I trod the streets of Santo Domingo
to protect the innocent.
In Grenada, I jumped at Salinas,
and proclaimed freedom for all.
My arms set a Panamanian dictator to flight
and once more raised democracy’s flag.
In the Persian Gulf, I drew the line in the desert,
called the tyrant’s bluff
and restored right and freedom in 100 hours.
Duty called, I answered.

I am the Infantry!
FOLLOW ME!

My bayonet…on the wings of power…
keeps the peace worldwide.
And despots, falsely garbed in freedom’s mantle, falter…hide.
My ally in the paddies and the forest…
I teach, I aid, I lead.

FOLLOW ME!

Where brave men fight…there fight I.
In freedom’s cause…I live, I die.
From Concord Bridge to Heartbreak Ridge,
from the Arctic to the Mekong,
to the Caribbean…
the Queen of Battle!
Always ready…then, now, and forever.

I am the Infantry!
FOLLOW ME!


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RE: RIP - 2/21/2014 10:10:48 PM   
Dvr22999874


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Status: offline 		I queitly sang the old song "J'avais un camarade" this afternoon. It is possibly better known as "Ich hatte einen kameraden" , but whatever your nationality, it honours a comrade. The wind must be blowing dust in my eyes.

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RE: RIP - 2/21/2014 10:16:09 PM   
TheHeretic


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For conspicuous gallantry and intrepidity at the risk of his life above and beyond the call of duty on 9-10 June 1944, near Goville, France. S/Sgt. Ehlers, always acting as the spearhead of the attack, repeatedly led his men against heavily defended enemy strong points exposing himself to deadly hostile fire whenever the situation required heroic and courageous leadership. Without waiting for an order, S/Sgt. Ehlers, far ahead of his men, led his squad against a strongly defended enemy strong point, personally killing 4 of an enemy patrol who attacked him en route. Then crawling forward under withering machinegun fire, he pounced upon the guncrew and put it out of action. Turning his attention to 2 mortars protected by the crossfire of 2 machineguns, S/Sgt. Ehlers led his men through this hail of bullets to kill or put to flight the enemy of the mortar section, killing 3 men himself. After mopping up the mortar positions, he again advanced on a machinegun, his progress effectively covered by his squad. When he was almost on top of the gun he leaped to his feet and, although greatly outnumbered, he knocked out the position single-handed. The next day, having advanced deep into enemy territory, the platoon of which S/Sgt. Ehlers was a member, finding itself in an untenable position as the enemy brought increased mortar, machinegun, and small arms fire to bear on it, was ordered to withdraw. S/Sgt. Ehlers, after his squad had covered the withdrawal of the remainder of the platoon, stood up and by continuous fire at the semicircle of enemy placements, diverted the bulk of the heavy hostile fire on himself, thus permitting the members of his own squad to withdraw. At this point, though wounded himself, he carried his wounded automatic rifleman to safety and then returned fearlessly over the shell-swept field to retrieve the automatic rifle which he was unable to carry previously. After having his wound treated, he refused to be evacuated, and returned to lead his squad. The intrepid leadership, indomitable courage, and fearless aggressiveness displayed by S/Sgt. Ehlers in the face of overwhelming enemy forces serve as an inspiration to others.




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RE: RIP - 2/22/2014 12:15:08 AM   
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needles

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RE: RIP - 2/22/2014 10:08:36 AM   
AlexisANew


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Status: offline 		My grandfather was killed on Omaha beach during the Normandy landings. He left a wife and three children.

Doffs my hat to the man I never knew in person but who's picture smiles proudly at me every day.

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RE: RIP - 2/22/2014 11:48:03 AM   
jlf1961


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ORIGINAL: AlexisANew

My grandfather was killed on Omaha beach during the Normandy landings. He left a wife and three children.

Doffs my hat to the man I never knew in person but who's picture smiles proudly at me every day.



From "The Fallen" as it applies to soldiers of all nations...

They went with songs to the battle, they were young.
Straight of limb, true of eyes, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted,
They fell with their faces to the foe.

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.

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Boy, it sure would be nice if we had some grenades, don't you think?

You cannot control who comes into your life, but you can control which airlock you throw them out of.

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