- Contributed by听
- kaylar
- People in story:听
- My Father
- Location of story:听
- D-Day
- Article ID:听
- A2056817
- Contributed on:听
- 17 November 2003
My father told me this story. If there are exaggerations, well, I was young and he was Daddy.
My father joined the US Army before the US got into the war. His sister, very concerned knew
someone on the Base and to protect the 'baby',
(he was the youngest of five children) he was trained in Photography--(not very warlike, huh?)
During his years he rose to Sargeant and when America entered the war, he was shipped to England. He spent most of the war in England.
Save when he was put into the back of a plane
to take photographs of the beaches in preparation of D-Day.
He had copies of this collage of photos which would be scrolled out which were so clear you could see a jeep and two men talking on the beach.
My grandparents, sure he was safe, believing he
was a some base in New Jersey in America didn't
know until long after that he was in England and
had flown a plane with not even a gun to protect him over German occupied France.
He has a number of photos of planes in the sky,
some hit and falling, but the one of the beach
he told me there were only five copies made of
that scrolled view.
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