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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 07:07 AM
Is there anyone in your family who fought in WW2?
Weather it is in the Army, Navy or the Marines.

For Me:
My Grampa ,who is a Chinese, was caught by the invading Japanese forces in Singapore.

He was tortured. His 2 brothers was killed because they were suspected to be Anti-Japanese elements.

He survived the war with scars.

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 07:07 AM
Is there anyone in your family who fought in WW2?
Weather it is in the Army, Navy or the Marines.

For Me:
My Grampa ,who is a Chinese, was caught by the invading Japanese forces in Singapore.

He was tortured. His 2 brothers was killed because they were suspected to be Anti-Japanese elements.

He survived the war with scars.

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 07:09 AM
He was just a civilian.

He just passes away in 2000.



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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 07:15 AM
A good friend of my mothers had around 80 kills in a 109, western front, he died about 20 years ago now.

Oddly it apparently wasnt regarded as a big score .. if he was an aussie or even in the RAF or USAAF that score would have made him famous.

XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 07:44 AM
anymore military stories?


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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 07:45 AM
Yep my Grandfather flew in the pacific flying Kitty hawks(p40), He missed the korean war becouse he was training pilots. He was part of the first aerobatic rouletes (sp?) that Australians know so well. Then flew choppers in Vietnam. He was also amongst the first pilots to fly the giant twin bladed helicopters back to Australia from the US (are they called chunuks?). He finished his flying career in PNG flying choppers for the mining companies until he retired at 56 I think? He has had many lucky escapes but also seen alot of horrible things.
Here are just a few stories.


His best mate crashed on takeoff right after they completed training and were flying off to the new airfield, he had to complete his mission regardless.

And after completing a mission complained that his aircraft felt wrong, after inspection cleared the aircraft another pilot went off on a mission in the same plane. It came apart mid flight killing the pilot.

In Vietnam he had his man hood comprimised on more than on occasion but luckily the bullets missed leaving a few new airvents in his seat.

And without going on too long, some PNG non-war stories.

He was flying some heavy mining equipement threw the mountains, and was day dreaming of a western movie he'd seen. All of a sudden the Heli soared upwards, he had accidently dropped the equipment pressing the release trigger gun slinger style! to cut a long story short he had the natives help search and recover the equipment (jungle soil is really soft and there was no damage) and the company was none the wiser http://ubbxforums.ubi.com/infopop/emoticons/icon_smile.gif

This second one illustrates the mindset of the man, he justs gets on with the job no matter what the risks are. He got a knew job and his first task was to fly up too a remote mountain and collect the previous pilots dead body from the crash site.

XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 07:48 AM
He is still going strong at 80 years old

XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 08:02 AM
Yeah, my grandpa was commanding a german flak zug in Italy, three quad 20 millimeters. He told me some very interesting stories bout the war.

One time they observed a JU88 shot down by Spit over the mediterranian sea. one sweep and down she went.
Another time they watched a B24 go slwoly down in spirals. the crew bailing. the Crew hit the water first, and the B24 crashed right into them. My gradfather just shook his head at those poor bastards.
He even was on Monte Cassino when the s..t hit the fan, supporting the para troopers there. He got he iron cross 2 and 1 class during the war.
One interesting part of his story was...in late 44 he had front vacations. When he tried to get back to his unit in Italy, he avoided the Munich train station, as rumors were every soldier, be it from the navy, luftwaffe, ingeniers whatever, were simply put into a train to serve as soldiers on the eastern front.
In the end he managed to get home from italy with a bucket of butter which he protected like mad, avoiding imprisonment.

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 08:18 AM
cool stories!

well, my (paternal) grampa showed me his scar.
it is still painful after 40 years.

and my (maternal) grampa survived Japanese bombings in Malaya, he was part of the army reserve. he told me how a bomb blasted in front of him. fortunately he survived the war too.


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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 08:25 AM
CanberraKarter wrote:
Then
- flew choppers in Vietnam. He was also amongst the
- first pilots to fly the giant twin bladed
- helicopters back to Australia from the US (are they
- called chunuks?).


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adlabs6
05-21-2003, 08:26 AM
Both of my Grandfathers fought in wars, one in the US Army, in Korea, and the other the Navy, onboard the USS Hornet Carrier (the second iteration I believe), WW2.

Both of them had stories from the war. My Granddad in Korea said that his small group had run out of ammunition, and was forced to hide under mud and terrain. They each kept a single bullet, and made a pact to kill one another with in case of immenient capture. He said they feared that more than death, and for years later he hated asians. He also said that once a friend of his gave him his cigarette lighter before his group left on a mission, and told my Granddad to return it to his family if he was killed. The man was killed the next day. My granddad was always bothered that he didn't know how to find the mans family to return the lighter. I still have that lighter packed in a box, it feels strange to hold it, and think of its past.

My other Granddad told me stories of watching pilots do touch and go's in old Sopwith Camels for training, and about days at sea.

Both are now passed away.

Another family member served the US Army in Vietnam as a cargo truck driver. He told us stories about riding in cargo planes to different places. Shortly after his return from Vienam, he would suffer from severe fear caused by sudden noises. One time while driving, he stopped at an intersection, and a helicopter passed overhead. He jumped from the car, ran into the intersection, and took cover under a truck. He wasn't harmed thankfully, and this has gone from him now.

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 09:02 AM
My grandfather (Finnish) was a rapid-fire rifleman and got involved in both wars between Finland and Soviet Union. When Winter War started, he was at age of 32. He was in many tough places including Vuosalmi (in Winter War), Korpiselk√¬§ (a village where Finnish offensive started on Summer 1941), Syv√¬§ri (river Svir) from where transferred to Ihantala at the end of June 1944. There were many other battles too, but don't remember all of them.
He lost his younger and very beloved brother about a week before the end of the Winter War. He was most of the time on the front having only few short farming vacations during the so-called "Stabilized war-phase" (1942-1943). And most of the time on front he was in front line.
He was demobilized in November or December 1944.

One of the stories he used to tell was from the Winter War. His squad was on a so-called violent reconnaissance mission (get information and do some "bad" /i/smilies/16x16_smiley-wink.gif ), when they encountered a strong Soviet detachment on the bottom of a dell. They were so outnumbered that staying to fight would have been suicide. So, they decided to split out and try to get back to own lines everyone on their own.
He started to run up the steep gradient in deep snow and the Soviets opened fire after them. He said how he heard the cracking of the explosive bullets in young pines behind him (explosive bullets were forbidden).
He got safely to the Finnish lines, but two of them never came back...

He also described how it was in Ihantala, where "dead bodies floated in blood on rocky ground". Once (of many times) they were under a heavy Soviet artillery fire and there were some young rookies among them. The bombardment was a total shock to many of those young guys and those ran around the place trying to find a new cover. One of them plunged himself right next to my grandfather. This tried to tell to the young guy that it's safer to stay put but the guy didn't listen and jumped right out. After two seconds he was killed by a shrapnell...

Grandpa survived the war without a scratch and he died ten years ago at the age of 86 into a head damage caused by falling down on a slippery snow /i/smilies/16x16_smiley-sad.gif A kind of a sad end for a guy like he was.

I also had two step-uncles who both died in war, but I don't know much of them.

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 09:20 AM
My Grandpa fought with RAF in North Africa as a mechanic, fixing the Hurricane IIC we all know and love. Spent the entire war there, and like most people in the war he had some amusing and scary stories. I remember him telling me a about a pilot who crashed his Hurricane on take off into a fuel truck - he had to write the letter to the guys family about how the pilot had died gloriously in battle. I don't think this sort of thing happened only once.

He was also part of team that would drive out to wrecked Hurricanes/planes in the desert to strip them of spare parts, no matter where they were located. He told me that on more than one occasion he had to "drive like hell" when the Afrika Korps turned up at the scene of some crashes...

XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 09:22 AM
My grandfather had to serve from the beginning of the war till the end as infantry soldier. He had to go to Poland in the beginning then to France. later in russia he was part of the 6th Army. luckily he got hit in the shoulder by a russian bullet on the way to Stalingrad when russians attacked them. they left him lying because they thought he's nearly dead but when the germans came back they brought him to hospital in germany. after he left hospital the 6th army didn't exist anymore. he was sent to france where he was in one of the Normandy bunkers (don't ask me which part of the landing zone) Later he was injured again and captured by the americans near Paris. Then he was given to France as a POW. He returned in 1947 and died 5 years ago. His brother died as gunner in an 8.8 AAA battery in Hamburg. My other grandfather (mom's side) had to fight when he was 17. this kind of volkssturm stuff. he said he was happy when they saw the allies coming. they threw away their weapons, surrendered and could go home.

XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 09:29 AM
I have a cousin of some level of removal who was in the infantry in both WW2 and Korea. He was also a POW both times.

I have tried on his helmet with the bullet hole through it. A pencil through the hole just misses grazing the scalp. He got that in Europe in 1945 (I think).

XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 09:44 AM
the stories are getting more and more interesting! /i/smilies/16x16_smiley-happy.gif

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 09:54 AM
I have 3 Uncles that served in it. All 3 survived. 1 served under Patton and drove a half trak, for years after he would get drunk and drive his car into others in somesort of old nightmare, He died in his 40's with a rotted out liver from drinking. My other uncle a great uncle was machine gunned down by a German from behind while crossing a creek his pack saved his life he had 7 entry wounds and scars the German saw him fall face first into the mud and assumed he was dead and left him there. He was found later that day by some of his own. The other Uncle did nothing but barter and trade with the locals for fresh eggs and stuff for his CO never once fired his rifle. LOL As for my Granddad he didn't go, had an eye shot out when he was a kid by of all things, a BB Gun LOL Him and Grandma went to California and built Liberty ships. The other side of the family never made it not sure why never asked.

Great stories keep them coming.

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 10:02 AM
5 out of 6 of my grandmother's brothers died in the war. I only know the fate of three of them:

1 was at Stalingrad and managed to get one of the last letters out, where he expressed his relief that the fighting soon would be over. Since then no-one heard from him. He either died before the surrender, after the surrender on the march to the prison camp or in the POW camp. As far as I remember 6,000 out of 100,000 POW's returned alive to Germany after the war.

1 was with the U-boats. 30,000 out of 40,000 died. He was one of them.

1 was a professionel diver before the war. He was forced into some sort of SS diving unit, and later his family was told that he died in a training accident.

The other 2 I don't know about, but they probably were ordinary foot soldiers like most of the Wehrmacht.

In the last years of the war, my grandmother got severed burns during the Bremerhaven raids in september 44(?), when a phosphorous bomb landed in her kitchen. It broke her favourite porcelain, and enraged (or rather mad), she picked it up and threw it outside in the streets, where she started shouting "murderes!" at the bombers above. Since it was a night bombing, my guess is they were Brits.

My mother was lucky to escape the Dresden raid. Her whole school class was supposed to be evacuated to Dresden, since it was considered a safe city. But her mother forbade her to go. Saying that since they were all going to die, they might as well die together. About half my mother's class died in Dresden.

In the last year of the war, the Allied fighter-bombers were running out of targets. So they devised this new tactic, where single planes, or in pairs, were assigned a patrol quadrant with the mission to shoot up anything that moved: livestock, farmers and of course the occasional Wehrmacht unit. The Germans called them "Terror-flieger". Both my grandmother and my mother were strafed by those. One survived by throwing herself in a ditch, the other by going round and round a tree, while the Allied pilot circled. Oh, BTW: the last surviving giraffe in the Dresden Zoo was shot by a free-ranging fighter-bomber.

My father was in the Hitlerjugend. It was compulsory. He doesn't talk about it, so I don't know whether he was a Flak-Junge or what. But I do know that he helped dig out corpses and pick up body remains after the Bremerhaven raids.

That's about it. Then there's people I know who survived the death march from Koenigsberg (Kaliningrad) to present-day Germany. But they aren't family, so I guess it's OT. /i/smilies/16x16_smiley-happy.gif

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 10:12 AM
Yepp

one of my granddads lost both arms as a handgrenade exploded as he pulled the cord.

the other fought at least as Tiger Commander in the east. Get shot down 3 times but survived the war with more or less injuries.

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 10:15 AM
My grandfather fought in Finnish army (14. Division in Rukaj√¬§rvi). He wounded twice. First time was bullet in stomach and second was schrapnels in head (actually they are still in his head). After that second incident (1943) he didn't return to war.
He has told me many stories about war and some are really funny and some are not for kids.

XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 10:17 AM
I used to work with a guy who was a paratrooper in WW2.
He took part in one of the first ever commando raids on a German radar station on the French coast.
There is a book about this raid which has his picture in it.

He was also a 'pathfinder' for the Arnhem drop.
Pathfinders landed first, to mark the drop/landing zones for the following gliders and para drops.
He told me at Arnhem, him and his mates had gone without food for a few days when they came across the body ofa dog.
They decided to make a stew from it.
All the while they were cooking, a german SP gun was firing at the house they were holed up in.
For some reason it was firing armour piercing shells.
They just punched a hole in the wall on the way in and another on the way out.
The guys were not giving up their meal so they stayed put.
The stew was full of dust and plaster and was purple in colour.He says it was the best stew he ever tasted.

The one thing that really unnerved him was the task of collecting dog tags from the dead.
He didnt mind the blown apart corpses but the ones killed by 'bomb blast' who died without a mark on them.
He said they just looked asleep.
He lost a leg during the Rhine drop.





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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 10:25 AM
interesting statistic I saw somewhere (lost the link unfortunately)



... over the course of WWII in excess of 600,000 german soldiers on the Eastern Front had limbs amputated .. some from frost bite but most from injuries caused by ordinance like mines and fragmentation grenades

XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 10:33 AM
Great stories!

Continue ...

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 10:33 AM
Dear All

Both my Grandfathers were in the RAF. One was an electritian with the ground staff.

The other was a lancaster bomber pilot. He always refused to speak about his experiences during the war and unfortunately died without divulging anything. His attitude was that everyone "did their bit" and he just did his duty.I got the impression that he was troubled by his experiencies.

After he died I got to see his flight book and soon discovered that he had done his 30 missions but voluntarily did another batch.

I can't help thinking that its such a shame that our grandparents had to fight in such a horrendous war in order to serve the fanatical needs of a few power hungry loonies http://ubbxforums.ubi.com/infopop/emoticons/icon_frown.gif

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 10:37 AM
- After he died I got to see his flight book and soon
- discovered that he had done his 30 missions but
- voluntarily did another batch.


Pope,
maybe you can scanned it and show us his records.

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 10:38 AM
Yep! My grandfather served in Infantry (Finnish) As a pioneer...he`s past away by now but there is one story i will always remember...He was told to go over enemy lines
to listen their movement..and take sightings if he could..
well he decided to climb to a tree to see /hear better..
he sat there about 2 hours and then suddenly russian patrol
came and they chose to rest under the same tree my granddad
was on..my granddad was sitting in a tree holding hes breath..and it seemed like the russians hadnt noticed him until the branch he was on snapped..and he fell right in the middle of the patrol..well the russians got so confused
of the finn who fell from the skies that granddad got a little head start and started to run towards finnish lines
he got two submachine gun bullets through his right leg,one rifle bullet on his shoulder and one bullet ripped
one rib -bone..his still managed to get 2 kilometers back and over own lines without being captured by the soviets..




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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 10:55 AM
My grandfather was an officer during the war. He faught from the very beginning until he was captured by the germans. He managed to escape and fled to North Africa. Then he got injured in an accident where he got his hand disabled, so he served as an instructor for the rest of the war.

I never knew my other grandfather, have no idea what he was up to.

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 11:00 AM
I heard my (maternal) grandfather was heavily involved with the resistance (I'm Dutch) but my grandmother refuses to speak about it (cries when you try) and he died before I was born...

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 11:13 AM
Fought, no.. (at least not in my immediate family) but my Grandad was a mechanic on Mosquitos for much of the war. It's a shame he died when I was young and I don't remember much about him, he was bright and full of life up until he went so I'm sure would have had many stories.

Among the nick-naks he passed on I have a beautiful hand carved and painted mosquito from bits of wood and wire, and a small piece of Bf110 fuselage signed and dated by the pilot who shot it down over (I think) Northumberland.

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 11:17 AM
My grandad on my father's side was an AA gunner in Gibralta. My grandad on my mother's side was a nuclear physicist, worked on the Manhatten Project. Not one of the big cheeses like Oppenheimer, but he was there. After the war, he worked at CERN then quit and joined the anti-nuclear movement. They both passed away when I was in my teens.



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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 11:22 AM
My father in law was in winter-war and contination-war (finn). He got a shrapnell through his left wrist in winter war, but was able to fight to the end of that war. In later war he was captured as a POW in late 1941 in Kiestinki. The only battle part of a finnish army war encircled (but most of them managed to escape). Father-in -law was not lucky and he was taken to a prisoner camp to siberia (120km from china-border). He was released in late 1944 (november if I'm right) and he weighted 38,5 kg at that moment.
He said that there were about 10000 prisoners in that camp (mostly germans, but also finns, hungarians, romanians, italians and a few spaniards) and about half of them died of hunger.

He died in november 2000, a month after his 80th birthday

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 11:26 AM
None of my grandparents fought but this is a story my grandma use to tell us:
When Germany invaded France and Poland my grandpa saw trouble inbound. He decided to move his family out of the city to a nice small house in the countryside. Everything went well and while everybody else was starving and there was shootings in the city - they had a feast with fress home-grown vegetables and lots of chickens. They lived in peace and were never bothered by the Germans until one day: There was a lot of noise and trucks loaded with soldiers and equipment came by and they were up to something. After a few days of tumbling around and working they had set up an airfield just at the end of their garden! Almost every day Luftwaffe came roaring over their house - can you imagine 24 109‚¬īs 100 feet over your house? Paintings falling from the walls, dishes dancing on the table - chickens scared to death. She told me that at the end of the war the base got attacked a few times at night and their windows were blasted by the bombs. After that they moved the base and all was quiet again. Those chickens that they didn‚¬īt eat survived the war.

A friend of mine‚¬īs grandpa was medical student and volunteered as a medic. He took part in the D-Day landing but I don‚¬īt know which beachhead. His team was split up in two boats - one took an artillery hit long before they landed and everybody was killed. He never spoke of this all of his life until a few days before he died of cancer. He had been very troubled with what he saw that day and was always silent and abrupt. But one of the last things he ever said was: "It was bad!". He worked as a docter for more than forty years.


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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 11:27 AM
My Grandpa flew Bf 109's both as an Instructor and as Fighter Pilot.
He was shot down in a dogfight and badly injured, but made it through the war alive.
In the end, it was chivalry that saved him. The pilot that shot him down made sure he made it to the ground in one piece, and tracked him down in a POW camp to make sure he was patched up properly and sent home as soon as possible.
It was the same pilot my Grandpa had defeated weeks before, and seeing he was out of ammo and damaged my Grandpa made sure he got away over the frontline and home, instead of going for the kill.

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 11:41 AM
Great Legends!

Salute to all our heroes here.

Keep it going.


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05-21-2003, 11:55 AM
My father joined the RAF in 1940 and trained as a Ground Gunner (Ack Ack). He was sent to North Africa on a convoy that took 3 months to get there, via the Cape of Good Hope. He said that they were shadowed by U-boats a lot of the way and most nights another ship or two would be sunk. At Cape Town they had to disembark in order to fumigate the ship!
When they eventually arrived in Palestine and Egypt he drove lorries (trucks) back and forth from Benghazi and such, loaded with bombs, then he would man the AA at the airfields. He said that their lorry convoys were attacked by Stukas many times.
When the desert war was finished the role of Ground Gunner was scrapped, I believe the Army took over airfield defence. Most of his mates transferred into the RAF Regiment, which was a bit like the infantry, and were killed or wounded in Italy. He got a posting as an Embarcation Officer and saw out the rest of the war in Scapa Flow, Orkney, unloading stores from ships etc. Probably a wise move.

My grandmother's youngest brother was a reargunner in Halifaxes in 10 Squadron, based at Melbourne in Yorkshire. I don't think that he'd completed many ops before they were shot down by a nightfighter on 29th January 1944, on the way to Berlin. He was killed, along with the other gunner and the pilot, and they are all buried in the British cemetery in Berlin. The strange thing was that my Nan said that he'd had a premonition that if they were sent to Berlin he wouldn't be coming back.

My grandparents lived in Dartford on the edge of London, and my mum grew up there during the war. The family home was in Camberwell, SE London, so they all remembered the Battle of Britain and the Blitz vividly. My mum says that she wasn't frightened but that you just got on with life. She had been visiting relatives in Camberwell and decided to go home to Dartford. It was a night of many raids and she had a lot of trouble getting back, the trolley bus depot was on fire, unexploded bombs blocking the roads etc. The next day they learnt that the house in Camberwell had been bombed, and that my great grandfather and great aunt had been dug out from the rubble and were in hospital. The people in the house next door were killed.
My mum was also machined-gunned by a German bomber while she was riding her bike, but luckily they missed.
She said that the most frightening time was when the V-1 doodlebugs first attacked London. The first raid was at night, and they came over in groups of four. Learning that these were pilotless planes was a great shock, and indeed mystery. Of course we take rockets and missiles for granted now. She also said the AA around London that was trying shoot the V1s down was the most impressive firework display she's ever seen. lol.

Mum and dad are still alive, so I get to hear quite a few stories still.

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 12:10 PM
My mother's grandfather (who died 1989) was a Gebirgsj√¬§ger (mountain troops). He fought in Norway, Greece and the Caucasus and was captured by the soviets at the Crimea in 1944. Spent 3 years working in a mine in Kazachstan.
My other grandfather (still living) has been an assault gun (STuG III) driver and later commander on the east front. He actually started as the Battery commanders K√ľbelwagen driver, but was trained in the field for the STuG. The Hauptmann, of whom he still talks very fondly, was killed when a Artillery grenade happened to hit exactly on top of his vehicle. His crew shot "around 20" soviet tanks in 1943-44. In 1945 they were mostly retreating, which wasnt so bad since they had a lot of booze from abandoned staff kitchens. He was captured by US soldiers in Czechoslovakia, but sent back to the russians, resulting in 5 years in Siberia.
My Grandmother's elder brother was a career soldier in three armies (Reichswehr/Wehrmacht/Bundeswehr) and managed to rise from a mere Private to Hauptmann. He was fighting mainly at Leningrad and was captured there during the breakout in 1944.
Another brother died when allied Beaufighters strafed his destroyer off Normandy.

XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 12:15 PM
Both of my Grandpa‚¬īs participated in WW2 in Finnish army.

My(maternal) grandpa owned a horse and made his civilian earnings by transport labor.

Both he and his horse(Timo) was mobilised for warduty.

Grandpa born in 1898 was involved in war for the second time in his life 1939.

Leavin grandma with a heap of kids(they eventually got 13 of them) he took his horse and wagon to a mobilisationcenter and was gone for years to come.

After gettin to the frontarea his major task thru out the war was transportation of soldiers - livin ones to front and dead ones back from frontlines. Mostly he drove towards frontlines on his owne and loaded his wagon with the casualties and drove back to his unit with the dead as his only company thru the empty woods.

The casualties were, as he told, stored usually in some old fieldbarn and stacked like firewood along the walls in those barns in order to wait for transpotation towards their homes for burial.

Grandpa were mobiliced for all time 1939-1945. He had only one period of brief vacation - due to have taken 3 russian prisoners.

It was winter time and my Grandpa drove his horse over a field with a lonely pine tree grovin in the far end of it.

Sun was shinin almost right in his face as he slowly drove towards that tree(drive way goin just about left of it).
When he got about 10-15 meters from the tree suddenly all the snow on the branches avalanched down and caused a white cloud thru witch nothin could be seen. He thought he heard some voices in front of him whispering nearvously in front of him and he grabbed his seldomly used rifle and jumped down from the wagon.

As the snow slowly scattered nothin more was heard and eventually he saw three figures in typical russian caps vith that pointy thing on top, with there arms streched up in air lookin very skinny and nearvous.

They had no weapons and was surrenderin to him. A sure ticket home for vacation for grandpa!

He got a vacation and was able to spend three whole days home at his family as a reward.
Three whole days in all those years.

As I am in the same age as he was back then I sometimes come to think about the different fates we‚¬īve encoutered.

A rumour during the Finnish wars told that when a finnish soldier ever got a leave home the first thing he‚¬īd do was
hump the wife, take the skis and rucksack of and count them kids - in that order.

XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 12:16 PM
At the begining of the invasion of france, one of my grandfather was in the french army, and the father of its future wife (my great grandfather) was also a captain in the french army (one funny thing is that the army gave him a horse and he didn't know how to mount him, so he was just walking with the others). One day he got the hand on a pistol from a german officer, which I still have at home.

After the war, my grandfather entered the french resistance in the south of france. Then later, he entered the new free french army and fought against germans in the Ardennes, which he said was a tough job. But he didn't speak a lot about it (and now he's dead..).
He earned the Legion d'honneur award at the age of 22. He stayed in the army and fought in Indochina (he came back in france, being ill, just before Dien Bien PhŻ). He also was in Algeria where he took care of the drafteds. He ends up a lieutenant-colonel in the army.

My other grandfather was sent to Austria for forced labour. His father being ill, he came back in France and never returned. He also entered the french resistance and fought till the german surrender. (they were helped at the end by forced foreigners from german army which did not like being there..)

Nikko

XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 12:30 PM
My mother‚¬īs father (Finn) was during Winter War (1939-40) in Salmi, his birth county, on island called Mantsinsaari (Lake Ladoga), where was (and still is remainings of) Coastal artillery battery, He was there as artillery man, using one of the two 152mm Canet C45 coastal guns. During Winter War their job was interrupt Soviet truck supply convoys heading to area of Northern Ladoga (Later known as General motti because Finns succeeded to surround 2 Soviet divisions and one tank brigade there). His brother-in-law (who fallen in autumn 1941) was leader of one of these world famous Finnish sissi (guerilla) teams, which only mission was seek and destroy Soviet trucks and soldiers behind lines in mainland as well give target coordinates to my grandpa‚¬īs team in island for firing little greetings to invaders‚¬īsupply trucks.
During Continuation War (1941-1944) he was in Lappland with Germans, he served in Petsamo, Kirkenes and Rovaniemi as regular guardian in several units. He was also POW camp guardian most of his time and some sort of Military Police during Petsamo time. He needed to use his gun only once (as far I know), when he was in train car with Russian POWs and one of them started to speak Karelian to my grandpa (who self was Karelian too) and asked my grandpa give his pistol to him. My Grandpa refused and suddenly that man jumped up. Luckily my grandpa was bit faster and shot that POW to leg. POW survived from that bullet. Grandpa also told some funny stories about his experiences with Germans in Lapland and Northern Norway.

My father‚¬īs father was train station chief almost whole WW2, until summer 1944 he was ordered to Tali-Ihantala stop Soviet invasion. He was there building fortifications. Too bad I never met him because he died before I was born, but I have readed his records in Military Archive and readed his unit‚¬īs diaries, and those his unit‚¬īs experiences were quite bloody, even they were not in Front, but few kilometers behind it. Soviet IL-2s and PE-2s did raids against their positions almost daily and sometimes also Soviet tanks were come thru front line to their positions. Those tanks was destroyed fast.

My father‚¬īs mother was a member of Lotta Sv√¬§rd, Finnish female Civic Guard. As well was her all sisters too. She was in railways too, as train sender and deputy depot chief. Her most horrofic moment was when Soviet airplanes suddenly surprised depot where she was working and which was full of refugees... and one train full of ammos ready to head front. One plane hit to one of the ammo cars and that explosion killed tens if not hundreds civilians and windows were mashed from 3 kilometers area. She survived because she was just started her walking to home when air raid started.

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 12:32 PM
my grandpa was a wireless operator/gunner with the raf,he flew in the afghan wars inwestalnd wapatis and flew in the battle of france in fairey battles,he was one of the lucky few to survive the battle squadrons,i believe 80% of the battle fleet were destroyed or abandoned in france!he has only recently started talking to me about it,when i was a child he would only talk about his days in india,
there is a book called "valiant wings" by norman franks,its all about the battle and blenhiem squadrons in france,he gets a mention in it/!!!!!


he is now a feisty 94 year old and my only hero!

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 12:46 PM
1. Dad: Marines (MP) at wars end at Eagles Nest (Germany)
2. Uncle1: Navy, Pacific
3. Uncle2: Coast Guard, Atlantic
4. Gramps (dad side) Army Calvary (WWI)
5. Gramps (Moms side) German army (WWII), Eastern front (Whole unit murdered after surrender).


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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 12:56 PM
My grandfather fought in France 1940 as an infantryman, then managed to escape to Great Britain. Then after D-Day again in France as a commander of tank platoon - he was member of Czechoslovak Independent Armoured Brigade which besieged Dunkerque held by German units since September 1944 till the end of war. He passed away this February in age of 85. I have his medals and a lot of pictures.

XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 12:57 PM
Yep,
My grandfather fought for the dutch marine years before
wwII began in holland. He had seen everything in the world.
He had sailed every dutch battleship the navy had.

Begin 1940 he was for a short while from sea and lived
at Den Helder (the dutch marinebase)

On one day german stuka`s had to bomb a target.
One missed his target and bombed my families house.

Only my father and his sister survived that attack.

I have seen very much in our photoalbums.

Here in Rotterdam is a Marinesmuseum. There hangs a large photo of my grandfather.


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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 12:57 PM
Slush69 wrote:
- In the last year of the war, the Allied
- fighter-bombers were running out of targets. So they
- devised this new tactic, where single planes, or in
- pairs, were assigned a patrol quadrant with the
- mission to shoot up anything that moved: livestock,
- farmers and of course the occasional Wehrmacht unit.
- The Germans called them "Terror-flieger". Both my
- grandmother and my mother were strafed by those. One
- survived by throwing herself in a ditch, the other
- by going round and round a tree, while the Allied
- pilot circled.


My mom got the same treatment. Her and several other small children were straffed by US bomber crews. Fortunately, a soldier on a motor bike came along and was able to rescue them.

I always think about that when I hear people brag how noble and wonderful our American troops were and how awful all the others were..

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 01:07 PM
The Uncle who I am named after was a miner at the outbreak of WW2 so he wasn't called up. He did enlist in 1940 into a Scottish infantry Unit (The Cameronians) and pottered about on training excercies for a while.

In 1943 his unit was told to ship out Via Greenock to the middle east. However he found a pub near the harbour and missed his boat. As it happens this was a good thing as the ship was sunk by a U boat the next day and only 30 guys survived.

He went in to Normandy on D Day plus 5 and was involved in operation Goodwood. At this time he was a 2nd man in a Bren gun team, ( he carried ammo and spare barrels ) His gunner got killed and he was chased by a platoon on Germans, while he was armed with 2 spare barrels and a bag of ammo, no gun to use them with /i/smilies/16x16_smiley-wink.gif .

He rarley spoke about his wartime experiences apart from when his unit came up against some Hitler Youth. These guys wouldn't give up and my uncle felt sickened at the waste of life. When he got to the enemy postition, he kicked one of the boys in the arse and told him to go home, the kid was maybe 14 or 15 and reminded my uncle of his younger brother (my dad ).

In his unit he was nicknamed "Pops" as he was a lot older than most of his platoon, He was 25 and the other guys were mostly 18 or 19.

There is a picture on him placing a bet in an impromptu bookmakers Just outside Caen, France. He loved to bet on horse racing. /i/smilies/16x16_smiley-happy.gif





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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 01:15 PM
Great stories rolling!

I am enjoying this more and more!

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05-21-2003, 01:49 PM
Never Stop The Living Legends!

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Zayets
05-21-2003, 02:06 PM
Granpa of my wife he fought WW2. Then the russians took him prisoner and they've kept him in Siberia for 5 years after the war was over.Happy to see that he don't wanna remember those times. And anyway , I'm interested only in war stories coz prisoner camp stories are sad , especially when serves nothing to escape from a prison in Siberia.
War is ugly , I hope to see wars only in games or in movies. You can learn more if you are alive and kickin'!

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 02:17 PM
Well here goes, it's about my grandfather, I'm just warning you, he told me this, and you all know that the fish gets bigger every time you tell the story, so I don't know if what he said is true, but did have the medal to represent it. (The DFC) He died a year ago. This has to do with airplanes, sort of, as he was in a squadron, but it all takes place on land.

It was in the early war. Must have been near 42 or 43 when it happened. My grandfather and the rest of his crew were stationed on a small island with their B-17 squadron in Papua New Guinea. He was the radio operator in one of the B-17's, and his crew was quite rebellious. The previous day, they hadn't liked the food in the mess hall, so they threw a fit and shot an animal. That's how they got lunch. Anyway, at 4:30 AM on a Sunday Morning, the Japanese attacked his island, and took control silently without revolt by 6:30 AM. The island was only big enough for it to house around twenty B-17's and their crews. The Japanese wanted to remain secretive. They made their captives keep acting like it was a normal day, but whenever a mission was called, they would have to say they were experiencing malarial problems or they had mechanical problems. My grandfather and his crew got fed up with this in about a week, so they decided to rebel, as usual. My grandfather was a big guy. Almost 7 feet tall, weighing about 230 pounds, all of pure muscle, his hands were the size of a thirteen year old's head. The plan became the idea of an epidemic. My grandfather would go up to a guard, point in a direction of where his crew would be fighting, and when the guard went to break it up,( they would be alone but in sight of the fight) my grandfather would go behind him and snap his neck. Now, when they brought the man to the Japanese medics, who weren't trained much in the ways of broken bones, and anatomy, but knew mostly about healing cuts and bruises, they would have to bring him to the US surgeon on the island, who would claim that it was a disease. The Americans played along, and would take animals and snap their necks, larger ones, like the big cats, and shoot them in the neck with a small caliber pistol, and break it. They'd show it to the guards. After around a week, when seven Japanese guards had been killed by my grandfather, the enemy left on account of odd illnesses. My grandfather was given the DFC.

In 1944, he would go on to win three purple hearts, and then save his crew's life when they got shot down near the front lines. He shot three German officers in the head at a range of twenty yards. The stalling of the German Privates to find out where the shots came from gave him and his crew enough time to get four hours ahead of the patrol, and they made it back to the front lines and their base in England three months later.

There was also a time in 44 when they were in a B-17 over Berlin. The raid was not a milk run, and they ran into fighters on the last leg of the journey. The escorts did the best they could but it was almost never enough. Anyway, the pilot decided to cook some borsht for the people in the nose, as they'd been complaining they were hungry, and they brought some soup from the mess hall. They cooked it on the nose where all the electrical heat was. When it got hot, a bunch of fighters, I believe my grandfather said Bf-109's, swarmed and attacked his B-17. The escorts chased them, but not before they got some mg fire into the plexiglass nose. Hot liquid, which was a deep red, spilled out onto the flight suits of the Navigator, Bombardier, and my grandfather. For several minutes, they started debating who had been hit, and stated reasons why each one of them wasn't. It turned out nobody had been hit, but the borsht was in a state of terrible mess. My grandfather saw the metal canister it was in, and pulled ten mg bullets out it. They laughed the whole way home.

Hope you liked them, My grandfather used to love telling them. I dedicate this post to him.


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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 02:20 PM
My great uncle was killed with the Paras at Arnhem aged 19 (same age as I am now).His elder brother survived the war in the Royal Engineers and went home,then went to Korea as well.
One Grandad was in the Marines,the other was a pilot in the RAF,but both were too young to see combat before the war ended.
Both my great-grandfathers were servicemen too,in WW1.One was a gunner on the dreadnought HMS Barham,the other was an infantryman,and survived Gallipoli and both battles of the Somme.He returned home and lived to a ripe old age!


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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 02:31 PM
Grandpa's
1. Destroyer Atlantic Ocean - manned AA gun.
2. Hellcat pilot - Pacific KIA

Step Grandpa's

3. B17 - flew all required missions, home safe
4. B24 waist gunner - Shot down over Germany captured POW

Great granmother and grandmother -
Work to Manufacture munitions in Huntsville AL


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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 02:44 PM
Well one of my Grandfathers was in the 509th composite group in the Pacific after serving in the "Mighty Eighth" over europe. He was a Master Sgt and the Chief of Ordnance in his squad. He was close personal friends with Paul Tibbets until his death 5 yrs ago. There's more, but I won't go into it here.

My other Grandfather was working for Noth American and on the engineering team for the P-51, F-86 and B-1 bomber. When North American merged with Rockwell he stayed on and worked on their projects for the space programs (Mercury and Apollo)

I am very proud of them both.




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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 02:46 PM
My grandfather volunteered for the US Navy the day after Pearl Harbor. He was stationed on a ship near Guam. He lived to see a kamikaze attack aimed right where he was standing at his battle station. He said something like an invisible hand pushed the plane over, it blew off a wingtip without detonating and landed in the water.

I think he saved the piece of wingtip somewhere, but I haven't actually seen it. The crew attempted to capture the Japanese pilot who was busy trying to kill himself for honor's sake. /i/smilies/16x16_man-happy.gif

XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 02:48 PM
My grandfather on my dad's side flew B-17s in the Pacific Theater, and I beleive he was a test pilot for B-29s back home. I really wish I knew more about his service but he passed away just after Christmas of '01. My grandma has some of his medals and ribbons in a case, and I'm in the running with my uncle Skid to get them, seeing as we're the only ones in the family who are really interested in his service.

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 02:58 PM
Grandfather - Navy gunner on Atlantic and Med - merchant marine convoys. 1 confirmed kill, 2 probable

Uncle - Served in the Pacific as a B29 maintenance officer. Worked on the Enola Gay and the fitting of the bomb. Later commited suicide.

XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 03:35 PM
My grandgrandfather(Czech) served in the Austro-Hungarian army in WWI (at that time, my country was part of A-H empire).
He served as infantry man in Italy.

He didn't like to talk about it very much but I was able to make him tell me that he served for about 18 months as a machine gunner, also taking part in the battle of the Piave river(The Italians lost 84,000 men in this action; the Austrians 69,000, 15-24 June 1918). He said that after that bloodshed he wasn't able to serve at he front anymore so he shot himself in the leg to get out of it. Fortunately his superiors didn't find out that he did it himself, otherwise he said he would be shot for sure.

After that he served for several months as a cook assistant in a field kitchen.

As I said he didn't like to talk about it very much, so I suppose it wasn't very funny... machine gunner...

XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 03:37 PM
My father was a tail (rear) gunner in a B-26 in 1944-45.
Flew about 30 missions I think. He was in the USAF,
Army Airforce to be exact.

The most interesting story that pertains to this forum
and IL2 and IL2 FB is that he saw some of the first
ME-262's and ME-163 (Komet ?) fly. The US had heard that
the Germans had jet power. One mission while in the tail
gunner position he saw some very fast moving objects flying up towards him, he didn't know what the heck it was, turns out to be an ME-262, and then later he saw the ME-163 too. He only had time to shout "bandits 2:00!". I don't recall if he said they shot at him or not. Typically, those jets went after the heavier aircraft, B-17, B-24, etc. He also has some pictures he took while on duty of some ME-262's at an abandoned service station field. Very neat. He is actually quoted and his pictures of the 262's are published in a book called

Battle Over Bavaria: The B-26 Maurader Versus the German Jets, April 1945
ISBN: 0952686740

Other stories he has are of another B-26 flying in formation over his plane that got hit, it flipped over on its back with the left engine in flames, went down in a flat spin. There is a widely publish picture of this event, well, that picutre is the same view he had out of his plane. Very dramatic picture.

He also had one mission were his crew and plane had to do a straffing run over a target after its initial bomb run. It seems the Germans got in the habit of rebuilding bombed areas immediately after the US planes were heading out, so to deter this, his crew was ordered to turn around and do a straffe run 2nd time around. Very scary for him in the tail of a B-26 plane which was not exactly designed for that kind of flying. He had a very good pilot luckily!

He's in the process right now of writing all of his stories during his military career and scanning all photos he has.

He's happy, healthy and enjoys a few rounds of golf each week with Mom in the midwestern United States. Age 77 and counting!

I show him screenshots of IL2 and FB, he is amazed at the accuracy and graphics. He tries to give me gunnery tips for leading bandits, but I still stink at shooting them down. And for the record, he shot at a lot of planes, never hit one! Air-to-air gunnery was and still is very difficult!

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 03:52 PM
Some of my mothers uncles served in the US Navy, pacific fleet. One of them is still alive and lives not far from me.

My step grandfather on my stepdads side served in europe, don't know what he did offhand. I do know he was based in England at some point and married an English lady. He passed away quite a few years ago. His wife was quite a bit younger and is still living here in the states.

My fathers first employer was a ball turret gunner on a B-17. His last name was Kessler, a German surname I think. As far as know he is still living.

Not too long ago I was shopping at a small food market in town and this older gentleman pulls in next to my car as I am leaving. I notice his license plate reads..US8AF. I asked him what he flew in WWII. He got a smile on his face and said he was a waist gunner on a B-24. We talked for a bit and parted ways. Very interesting old guy.

Unfortunately, it is becoming harder to find veterans of WWII still among the living. Kind of a sad feeling as I type this. There is a VFW post in a town close to where I live. My great uncle goes there every friday night for dinner with his wife. I have been invited along but have yet to go. I guess maybe I might feel out of place for some reason. He still has some friends that also served.

I am 43 and have never served in any capacity, maybe it would have been the right thing to do when I was younger. Let's hope there are no more wars of any size.

XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 03:55 PM
lost 2 uncles in the Pacific campaign on Mt. Surabachi

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 04:03 PM
I have many (5) uncles that fought in the WWII. 3 were in the Canadian Army with another in each the RCAF and the RCN. Only one (Tom Hartshorne) did not make it home (army). Another had a hole in his ankle where a bullett passed through and the other broke his leg after jumping from a train when he got home. The train passed right by his house so he decided to jump instead of going all the way down town to the train station.

Hero's they are.

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 04:03 PM
My father was in french resistance, and did enlist in free french army after D-day...

he was a tank driver on M10 Wolverine, from normandy to germany. He don't speak a lot about this period, but told me some stories about how the M10s were very dangerous for their crews, as he saw many times crews decapitated by the turret as it was blown off by explosions...

the M10s were fast, but lightly constructed, and the open turret wasn't fasted on tank hull, so even a nearby explosion could conduct to the turret blown off...

XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 04:19 PM
A friend of mine's grandfather was from Finland and faught in the winter and continuation wars. He told my friend that the worst plane to face (he was in the infantry I think) was the Il2-Sturmovik. The plane would open fire at you first when diving down towards you and then the tailgunner would fire at you when pulling away.
He was so appaled by the war and the horrors he experienced that he threw away all his medals into a lake when the war ended. My friend still has the white and blue cap badge that he wore during the war.

My grandfather (swedish) didn't take part in the war since Sweden wasn't involved but he told me that they were deployed in Sk√¬•ne (south Sweden) in 1940 just when Norway and Denmark was invaded and that they were scared to death of the german army since they didn't have any tanks, little artillery and no anti tank guns at all. Of course they had heard of the german army with Stuka divebombers and panzer divisions crushing everything in it's way so I can understand him.

Interesting stories. Really makes you reflect....

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05-21-2003, 04:31 PM
My grandfather was in WWII and operated the BAR (Browning Automatic Rifle) for his squad. He had a grenade land in his foxhole and he spent the rest of the war in a German POW camp. He still has nightmares about it. His cousin was Fritz Wolfe and flew with the Flying Tigers, he made Ace. They both survived the war and in Shawano, Wisconson, they renamed the airport after Fritz.

My Uncle serverd in Nam as a convoy escort.

My farther served in the Army during the Berlin Airlift.

I was rejected by the Navy for acne on my back... go figure.

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 04:36 PM
Oh yeah, post ww2 my uncle john was one of the lucky guys that was told to sit here and watch this as they tested nukes in the Nevada dessert. His whole unit was dead inside of 15 years.

I served in the US Navy as an EW. If your contemplating joining up, just remember to look out for yourself.



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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 04:50 PM
Fantastic stories, thanks for sharing them. As for my own family, I don't know many details as both my grandfathers died when I was quite young. I know one of them was a signals officer stationed in the Orkneys for the first part of the war, but I think he went over to France on D-Day. I still have the book given to all the British soldiers full of 'useful' information about Germans (they look just like us, but don't be fooled). It makes for pretty scary reading. My other Grandfather was an engineer so spent most of the war designing stuff. The only other member of the family I know of was a great uncle who served on HMS Hood. He was killed when the Hood was sunk by the Bismark.

Keep on posting more, this is a great thread.

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 05:06 PM
My great-grandfather served in WWI. When WWII came around he served his home city (i think it may have been london or Manchester) as an air raid warden. One night the Germans came bombing and my great-grandfather went around making sure no lights in his sector of the city could be seen. On his way back to his house the bombers came overhead and started dropping their bombloads. As he ran back to the house a bomb fell right into the street a few hundred yards behind him and exploded. He would have been killed if the bomb hadn't hit a man hole cover and fallen into the sewer system. The concussion did knock down a wall which fell on my great-grandfather causing him serious injury. But in a few months he was ok and back patrolling the streets.

My grandfather spent WWII doing many things. He served in England driving supply trucks. He told many stories of fellow drivers being killed after driving into bomb holes (they didn't have lights on the cars and drove mostly at night). Later he helped build lancaster bombers for the RAF. They he entered the American army and was going to land at D-day but was transferred to a tank unit and served as a machine gunner and driver all the way to Czeckloslovakia or someplace close to that.

My other grandfather served in the US Navy. He was a 20mm anti-aircraft gunners mate on a LCI (landing craft infantry). He landed at Anzio, Malta, a few North AFrican zones, and some places in France that I can't remember now. He also landed at several places in the Pacific. None of the big ones like Iwo Jima, but several smaller attacks. During the war their single anti-aircraft gun crew only claimed one kill and that was a JU88 that dive bombed the medical ship that was stationed well behind the landing zone at Anzio. After the JU88 dropped its bombs and was heading back toward the coast. When it got over my grandfather's ship they started shooting and the JU88 went down. My grandpa said they didn't really know who shot it down since there were so many guns shooting at it, but they claimed the kill. The LCI next to them at Anzio was destroyed by a dive bomb attack from a JU88.

I wish I could tell all the stories but there are just too many and it would take way too long. Its incredible to hear all these stories and try to imagine them actually happening. Sometimes they seem too much like dreams or movies and not things that actually happened. Thanks to all that posted these stories.

XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 05:22 PM
Both grandfathers served on the Western Front in the Great War in the 1st AIF (Australian). One made it through the ranks to Lieutenant, having been given the option of a Military Medal, or a commission. He took the commission.

He told one story to me of going to get ammo for his platoom before they went "over the top". When he returned, there was nothing but a shell hole where the platoon had been.

He escaped without injury. My other granddad was gassed in 1916, but survived without too much injury.

Dad was in the Royal Australian Navy during World War 2, initally as an apprentice, then in 1945 was sent off into action. His destroyer saw a little action, but the war stopped suddenly. His ship was one of the first Allied vessels into Hiroshima harbour, and nearly all of his crewmates died of cancer in the 1960's and 70's. Dad went on to serve in submarines, being discharged a month before the Korean War.

My Uncle served in Korea as an infantryman, coming back unscratched.

I served as a medic in the Australian Army during the 80's, spending some time staring at angry Indonesian soldiers across the Papua New Guinea border. fun fun fun! /i/smilies/16x16_smiley-happy.gif

There are some amazing stories here folks. No wonder we all appreciate the history behind Forgotten Battles!

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05-21-2003, 05:26 PM
One of my grandfathers was at Pearl Harbor on December 7th 1941. The other was in an United States tank Division. My great uncle was on the U.S.S. Indianapolis.

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 05:58 PM
My paternal grandfather served as an infantry sergeant in the Greek Army. He fought in the 1st and 2nd Balkan Wars, and on the Salonika Front during WW1. His regiment was scheduled to be sent to Asia Minor to fight in the Greco-Turkish War, but he decided that three wars was enought for anyone, so he deserted and emigrated to the USA with my grandmother. He passed away in the eighties, never having spoken about any of his experiences. However, after he died, we found his moth riddled uniform still hanging in the attic and my aunt has discovered a collection of photos and correspondence from his WW1 service, including a letter of thanks from a fellow soldier whom my grandfather had saved from drowning.

My father was a USN coxswain and served on a destroyer USS LARDNER in the Pacific during WW2, basically escorting the fast carrier task forces. It was a very lucky ship, never hit, although it saw its share of excitement. My father was aboard when his DD division made a night attack directly into Rabaul harbor. He was also present at Peleliu, Saipan, and Okinawa. He said that his greatest fear was that his ship would be assigned to radar picket duty during the Okinawa campaign; average lifespan of a DD picket was about two days. His DD division was given the honor of escorting the USS MISSOURI into Tokyo Bay for the surrender. He has still some (unauthorized) photos of his ship moored next to MISSOURI.

Another uncle was in the USMC and had about thirteen or fourteen amphibious landings under his belt, including all the bad ones. He never speaks about his experiences.


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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 06:06 PM
My father: "D" company, 501st P.I.R. of the 101st Airborne Division. Was in Operation Market Garden (jump), Bastogne (better known as the "Battle Of The Bulge") and Battle for Germany (jump). If you read the book Band Of Brothers that's basically his experiances with the exception of the Normandy invasion which he missed.

He had several stories that he told more than once.

One was when fighting in Holland his unit and the Germans where fighting with only the width of a road separating them. The road was at the top of a **** the sides of which sloped down some distance. When they threw grenades accross the road they would roll down to the bottom and explode well away from the German troops who were up near the top near the road. So, they hit upon the idea of tying a length of string to the grenades so when they threw them over they'd pull them back up to where the German troops were positioned. Needless to say this was very effective since the Germans were so intent on the battle they didn't realize that the grenades were being pulled back up the **** wall.

Another story he told was about Bastogne. There was a guy in another company who was an Apache or Comanche Indian (I forget which). But he said he never saw this guy ever sit, only squat near the fire (when they could burn one). A very quiet but intense guy. Anyway he said this guy would take a bayonette and a hatchet and nothing else and slip out of their camp at night and cross over into the German lines. They'd see him coming into the camp the next morning with a collection of ears from his victims.

Also my mother's brother was a top-turret gunner on a B-24 that was lost over the North Sea.

XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 06:40 PM
My grandfathers were too old (>40) and in an essential industry (farming, lol). But a family friend lied about his age and got into the U.S. Army at the end of the war. He didn't see any action but had various cleanup assignments in the Pacific just after the war ended.

In the Phillipines, he had to guard Japanese prisoners. He said there'd be one guard to 100 prisoners and they'd march all over without fear of escape. It was understood that any prisoners caught by the local populace without a guard would be killed on the spot. So the prisoners never ventured far from the guards.

He also was on body bag details, collecting battlefield fatalities in late '45 and '46. He said he could still smell the decaying flesh and was suprised at how little was left of a body after a year of exposure.

He and his squad were on an island, preparing to vacate the airbase there. They were instructed to leave behind no functioning equipment, so they towed all remaining planes and wrecks into the center of the field and, with bulldozers, pushed them into a big pile. Then they sprayed the pile with aviation fuel from a tanker truck for over an hour and lit the pile with a grenade. It burned for four days. He didn't go into specifics, but said the pile had about 100 airplanes of all types.

XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 06:49 PM
My uncle was a Lt. in the Brazilian Expeditionary Force in Italy 1944/45.

He passed away in 1999.

A german Mauser 98K still hangs in a wall at my aunt's place. His brother, now a retired Colonel keeps it in perfect working order.


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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 06:55 PM
In WW1 my great-grandpa was wounded at Verdun, got a Iron Cross 2nd class- I think he only survivid this battle cause this....

WW II
one of my grandpas was in the german navy he was at smaller ships- one time they orderd him to a submarine... he told us that this was that terrible that he told his CO that they would have to shot him before will go on a submarine a 2nd time..

His boat sunk in the channel in a few minutes- he managed to survive this cause of his lifevest, but a german boat took him for a seamine.. and starting to fire with the AAA - they shot much worse than in FB, so he survived, but was more dead then alive...
In the end of the war, navymembers had to fight as infantery so he got a POW in Russia till 1950 (like most other members in my familly)

The other Grandpa was 15 when he became a "Flak-Helfer" 15 years old boys shooting with 88mm flak at bombers... and when he got 17 he became a "normal" soldier in the Wehrmacht...
He told me a story about a attack with "Stalinorgeln"-Rocketthrower- nothing left of the wood behind of them only burned earth. All Rockets impected behind him and his group.

One time he brought me to school with his car, it was the anyversary of the bombing raid over Dresden, he told me that he was at the dentist there at this day, and left the city to rejoin his Unit, the train stopped after a few kilometers- they went out, and saw the Raid- they watched the burning city the whole night...his train was the last one who left Dresden in this direction.
At the next moring he was orderd to return into the city- the castirony railing at the Elbe was simply melted.. he and all others had put all the corpse to a big heap where they got burned... he did this 3 days long
(remember he was 17...)
At this day he told me, that if I had the possiblity I should never join any army of this world... I never did....

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 06:55 PM
What a great thread. Nice to hear from so many countries.

My father was a corpsman in the Pacific. He was very young and really was there after they fighting was over. My father in law was in the army in Europe. He was a French professor before the war and worked on army teams in recaptured French territory to set up civil government to fill the vacuum left by the fleeing Vichy and Nazis. I have all his letters at home and they are very descriptive.

My next door neighbor is from Kiev. He was a 15 year old "young communist" and he young compatriots were mobilized during the first months of the fighting to dig fortifications for the retreating Russian army. Problem was, that they were marching to the front when the Russian army had already left. The advancing Nazis swept them up and he spent the next four years in a labor camp. Needless to say, he does not think too highly of Germans and hated the communist with a passion. He came to the United States and worked his whole live as an Russian language announcer for Voice of America His wife is a Finn. I have seen photographs of them when they were young and she was just plain beautiful. Still is really.

I was a merchant seaman in the 70's and 80's and on one ship the second officer on my watch was Hungarian. He was in his sixties at that time. His stories were facinating. He was originally a cavalry officer. As the war got under way his unit was converted to paratroopers. (Have you ever seen the photograph of the biplane bomber with a dozen paratroops hanging on in tubes under the lower wing? Thats how they dropped em.) He was wounded on the Russian front and was in Germany when the war ended. He then stayed in an internment camp for two years after the war. (Italy, I think) Eventually, he escaped from the internment camp and lived a stateless exsistence in the Persian Gulf operating a dhow. He made it to the US in the early sixties where he went to Berkley during the heyday of the counter culture and Timothy Leary. He got his degree in philosiphy and landed a job as a riding instructor at an exclusive girls school in Virginia (Go on admit it! We all want that job.) He lost his job there when they found out he was nailing one of his students. (his future wife) He ended his days as an officer in the merchant marine.

You meet all types in the merchant marine but never did I know a more interesting person. His life story would make a good book.

XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 06:57 PM
My granddad and his brothers were in ww2. At least one of them was in the Dutch resistance. He later came up with a remembrance ceremony for a bunch of GIs who held a service in a cave on christmas 1944. that ceremony still takes place every year on christmas eve.

now, my granddad had joined the Dutch navy before the war, and trained as a pilot. First on Dornier 24s later on the pbys. He later switched to the airforce and retired a lieutenant colonel. some of the stuff he told me is, how shall I put this.....interesting.

for instance, just prior to the war, he was asked to get in a seaplane and make feints towards the dornier flying boats. well, the only way he believed the fighters would attack, would be b&z. And he did just that. he got chewed out for that.

he got shot down twice, and survived.He told me about one of those times. He was part of an evacuation flight to Australia. Since those planes didn't have enough fuel for cross country flight, they landed to refuel in the town of Broome. The Japanese attacked the next day.

at the moment of the attack, my granddad's plane was taxiing. they saw a Zero come in on them headon. since they had refueled, there were open fuel cans aboard the plane. it caught fire immediatly. Although he was rescued, my granddad apparently lost all of his gear.

There's a side note to this story. I recently saw the National Geographic documentary shipwreck detectives; Bay of fire. It was a documentary about that attack. I got in touch with some of the names mentioned in that show and may have helped their investigation along somewhat further.


I'm a crappy pilot, but one hell of a shot.

XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 06:57 PM
My Grandfather served in the Army in Europe and my great uncle was in the Navy in the Pacific. My uncle never spoke about the war.

My next door neighbor was a fighter pilot in WWII. He never flew in a plane after the war because it freaked him out so badly.

Makes me think about all the things these guys went through. I feel lucky just to be playing games.

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 07:16 PM
Grandfather was a paratrooper in WWII. I don't know much about him other than that he narrowly missed the disastrous Market Garden mission because he got Scarlet Fever just before they were due to go out - his unit was badly mauled in Arnhem. He went back into the war after he recovered, but i'm not sure where he saw action.

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05-21-2003, 07:19 PM
My grandfather served as an artillerist in the Romanian Army... He never liked to talk about that period much, but he fought against both the russians and then the germans when Romania turned arms in 1944.

He had an interesting story as how the russians mistreated them, even though they were allies at the time... their close encounter with a supposedly "allied" russian infantry unit ended up with them on their knees with the russians pointing and poking their back of their necks with their bayonets... luckily, an officer showed up and cleared the misunderstanding.

My great grandmother used to tell me how they liked the germans so much more than the russians - Wehrmacht soldiers were quite nice to them.

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 07:24 PM
My paternal grandfather (Captain) and his brother (died because of a Valentine when he was 20) served in italian army, and fought in North Africa in the Bir El Gobi battle.
My granfather also fought in Spain against comunists.

XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 07:33 PM
Father in law, Marine in the Pacific as a tail gunner on a PBJ1, the naval version of a B25. Lost an uncle I never met on Tarawa, first wave on the beach. My Dad was an Air Force firefighter in the Korean War.
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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 07:35 PM
The famous Iwo Jima flag raising picture.

The third person from the left is my grand uncle who recently died here in Missouri.

My grandfather was in the SeeBees. He didn't see any action, though.

Grandfather was fighting against the Japanese but was also on the losing side of the chinese civil war, lost, and moved to thailand, married a thai girl.

Two ancestors of mine were in the US civil war. Both died. We used to have a hat with the bullet hole that killed on of them but unfortunetly it was lost in a fire.

XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 07:37 PM
My uncle was a Tailgunner in a B-17...He was shot down over Germany/Austria and spent two years in Stalag 17. Another uncle was in the merchant marines and their ship was sunk by a U-boat in the south Atlantic...He spent one week in a life-boat.

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 07:39 PM
I have several family members who served in WWII. One of my grandfathers was a C-47 pilot and flew supply flights over the hump in the Mediterranian Theater. He was there for the fall of the Nazis and actually has personal photos of a concentration camp which we liberated. Horrible scenes, but fascinating to see for historical value.

My other grandfather was to young when the war started to get into the military and instead joined the Merchant Marines and served in the Pacific. His ship was attacked by Zeros in one incident and they managed to down at least one. A buddy of my grandfather pulled a peice of wreckage from the water and made five bracelets (intricately engraved) for himself and four friends, including my grandfather. He recently gave the bracelet to me. It is amazingly lightweight yet durable. Also very flexible. This goes to show how lightweight the zero was contructed. Also, not a bit of tarnish or rust after all these years.

He did reach service age before the end of the war and finished the war with the 82nd airborne. His eldest brother flew with the AVG Flying Tigers. He unfortunately did not make it home, as he was shot down by a zero late in the war. His other brother was a flight photographer in a B29 and also has some amazing photos to show.

My father served during the Vietnam War as a UH1 Huey Crew Chief, but amazingly, was never sent overseas. His unit was stationed in New York State throughout the war.

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 07:50 PM
My grandfather flew Me 109s.

XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 08:08 PM
Hum I forgot to say that my grandfather's unit (which he commanded), ran out of ammo during the battle of France and was captured (what was left of it) and sent to germany. My grandfather tried to escape three times, but he was caught the first two times. He finally managed to escape on the third time thanks to the help of his german friend, who he met during an exchange trip in his youth. (late 20s or early 30s).

He managed to cross France, and then all his way through Spain and crossed the Mediterranea to reach the Free French in North Africa.

My russian gf's grandparents both fought WWII too, one serving in the infantry during the whole length of the war, from the german invasion. He was on a boat very close to Japan when the war ended. The other one was an flak searchlights operator because he had bad eyesight.

But the most amazing feat is that my gf's grandaunt went at age 5 (or 7 I forgot, either 5 or 7), in a german held village to pick up her baby brother, who was left there as the whole village tried to flee before the germans raided the village. She escaped her family and went alone in that village, where the germans had killed everybody they could find. She found the baby and brought him back in the woods with the rest of the survivors.

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 08:23 PM
I almost forgot... our family had a good friend who's father fought against the communists in Spain too... only to come back to Romania after the war and be imprisoned by the communists there... he was released 10 years later and kept under surveillance.

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XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 08:35 PM
Didn't really fight.

Father was radio technician in the Navy and was undergoing invasion training when the war ended (he was slated to be the radio tech on something similar to a LST).

Stepfather was French and was trained by US Navy (i'm not clear what his situation was, I know he wasn't technically in the US Navy, I think he was in the French Navy, but not entirely sure, was quite some time ago that he talked about it) to fly Helldivers. He lost many friends in training from tails coming off pulling out of dives. He was sent somewhere in North Africa (maybe Tunisia, but not sure) just weeks or so before the war ended.

XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 08:40 PM
bump,several of my relatives fought i will find out some info if poss & post.Makes you wonder ,we are all different nations,fought with & against each other,yet we all respect & play together.
Our parents /grandparents werent any different to us,just duped into fighting for madmen against other innocent people.Just proves a few people have alot of power over many good people, S to all,past & present

XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 08:55 PM
fascinating reading!

no combat stories in my family- my maternal grandfather was a French officer (capitaine) posted in the Maginot line. He remembered the "phony war" as a very boring time when all they would do was observe the germans with binoculars; on one occasion around Christmas they (the Germans and French) got out of their respective bunkers and played soccer together. He was captured and spent the entire war in a POW camp which in his case wasn't so bad (except for the last year or so) because he was an officer. He didn't talk about it much, but didn't seem to have kept any ill-will towards the Germans after the war.

My maternal great-grandmother was killed by a USAAF B-17 raid ostensibly targeting the German submarine base in Bordeaux... though she was in Soulac, a small town about 60km (!) from Bordeaux.


My paternal (Canadian) grandfather was too old for combat (36) but volunteered and served attached to a Lancaster squadron developing reconnaisance photos.

Cheers all,
CG

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05-21-2003, 08:56 PM
My grand father fought against the Germans at Kriva palanka in macedonia after 09.09.1944. got wounded by a shrapnell. he`s 83 now and very agile man, can almost kill me if i work with his tempo... /i/smilies/16x16_smiley-wink.gif


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05-21-2003, 08:56 PM
My father in law, Claude Allen, was a B-24 pilot in Europe. The only story he ever told goes something like this. Returning from a mission, somewhere over occupied France, alone, one engine shot out and another running rough. Airborne bait for German fighters. Happily, they are joined by two P-51s. The flight leader of the "little friends" comes up on the bomber's frequency and offers to escort them back to the channel. Claude graciously accepts and then adds: "Frank, is that you?" The answer, "Yes. Claude, is that you?" Frank was his brother in law. Both are gone now, but when they were alive they swore this was a true story.

Claude mustered out of the USAAF at the end of the war, but was recalled and flew B-26's in Korea. Not a single story about that. As a "wedding present" he gave me a copy of the "Stars and Stripes" that was published the day my wife was born, along with the original strike photo of a mission over Germany he flew the week she was born (Nov 1944).

Had an uncle who piloted an LCVP (Landing Craft Vehicle, Personnel) during the invasion of Okinawa. No stories, but he gave me a Japanese bayonet which I still have.

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05-21-2003, 09:10 PM
My grandfather flew capronis from Italy home to Sweden for our airforce. Later, after the war he tampered with the Spitfires we bought from England and made them able to fly higher, but sadly he passed away in 1994

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05-21-2003, 09:22 PM
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05-21-2003, 09:22 PM
My Grandfather (from the Father's side) was an infantry reserve officer in the Polish army when the war started. He was taken prisoner about Sept. 8th, 1939, and he spent the rest of the war in an Offlag (POW Camp for officers), thus he had no interesting war tales to tell...

My Grandfather (Mother's side) was an air defence officer. He served an AA machine gun in Warsaw and was killed on Sept. 28th. in the last bombing of the city. The next day Warsaw surrendered.

An uncle of mine was on the wrong side of the Bug river and was captured by the soviets. Since it was a "good family", he was promptly sent to Sibiria, which he managed to survive till 1942. That year Stalin decided to form a so called Polish army in the USSR under the control of the soviet officers; my uncle enlisted and made his way to Berlin. After the war he stayed with the military reaching the rank of a colonel, but that's another story.

Another uncle of mine left Warsaw some day that September and made to the Swietokrzyskie mountains, where he joined a partisan formation. He had a great time with them, hunting Germans and being hunted. The toughest time begun after the war, of course, since the soviets, wanting to install a new regime in Poland, didn't like those who fought for the pre-war goverment...

...and I am, as you can see, German...

XyZspineZyX
05-21-2003, 09:25 PM
Rgr My grandfather on my dads side was on the uss tarawa, they were at guada canal in wwii he also was in the korean war. My grandmother was a nurse in hawaii and wound up being sent to japan humanitarian aids for fire raid and abomb victims, she passed on in her early 70's from miloma. We dont have any history of it in our family either and my parents think it was from the radiation there. She also loved the japanese culture and wound up staying in close contact with many friends she met there.

My great uncles william and ben where in normandy, ben wouldnt ever talk about it but he gave my grandfather a bunch of nazi medals, shoulder straps, blue steel colt .45 with the serial scrathed off, knifes, german bullets german soldier patchs along with his us medals. which i have now but they sold the .45 at an auction grrr. I think for 600 and its worth triple that now.

As for william he committed suicide after coming back from the war but left a shoe box full of letters. Some are extremely interesting and talk about the beach invasions mg42 gunners being 14-16 year old kids chained to the mgs so they wouldnt run away, I have to scan all the letters

On my mothers side, my grandfather was a part of the last horse calvary im not sure whats its called but its where they had to kill all the horses she really dotn know much about it and i need to look into it more.

alot of wwi stuff by anscestors.

Something my grandfather said to my dad, Ill break your legs before letting you join the military and my father said the same thing to myself.



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05-22-2003, 12:00 AM
All four of my grandparents were born in 1914. So they were in there late 20's when the United States entered the War.

My maternal grandmother had two younger brothers who signed up.

One also flew C-47s over the hump from India to China. Loaded the maximum altitude of the C-47 was 14,000ft, while many of the peaks they would fly by reached over 16,000 ft. He also participated in the Berlin Airlift.

I don't know what the other brother did. They both passed away in the 1960's.

My father's parents both when to work at a munitions factory in Missori. The women made 30 and 50 caliber rounds, and the men worked with artilery rounds in a building two miles down the road. They both worked in long narrow buildings with a door behind each worker in case of an emergency, not that the men had much hope of getting away if something did happen.

My wife's grandfather lied about his age and joined the merchant marines when he was seventeen. During one of the convoys across the Atlantic, his ship was hit by a german torpedo. The explosion threw him overboard. All of his ship mates when down with the ship.

Even though he was entitled to "survivor's leave", when he got back to shore, signed with a ship that was leaving the next day. He didn't tell his family about what had happend to him until a few years ago.

XyZspineZyX
05-22-2003, 01:13 AM
Yeah, my grandpa was a gunner on a merchie, and he said until they got air cover, you would be riding along gently one minute, and then be watching the ship next to you burn and go down. Organized raids of 110's and 109's were a regular treat too. 1 thing about being Navy on a merchant marine ship
you get get merchant living spaces and if you've ever been in the Navy, you know how good that would be. A little perk to offset the fact your mostly unarmed and probably going to get torpedoed.

XyZspineZyX
05-22-2003, 01:16 AM
Grandfather was a bombardier with the 8th. Flew missions came home, trained others for Pacific campaign.

Uncle Theo was a Medic in Normandy invasion, at Omaha. Received Purple Heart with one Oak leaf cluster. Then recieved bronze, and then Silver Star.



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05-22-2003, 01:21 AM
I have a uncle who flew a P-47 in WWII

XyZspineZyX
05-22-2003, 01:58 AM
My Great Grandad was Killed in Action over France flying Hurricanes for the RAF, during the time of the Battle Of Britain. He is buried somewhere in the North of France, we are currently tryimg to find the exact location.

XyZspineZyX
05-22-2003, 01:58 AM
My maternal grandfather served on H.M.S. Speaker - ex U.S.S. Delgado - a lend-lease escort carrier.
My great uncle was with the "Forgotten Fourteenth" army in Burma. They both came home and contributed to my happy childhood.

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05-22-2003, 02:17 AM
Grand Father was a naval engineer state side in a PBY.
Great uncle served in the Merchant Marine, drew the straw that sent him on the early Mamursk convoys, he will not discuss it.

XyZspineZyX
05-22-2003, 02:20 AM
My grandfather fought in the Norwegian resistance during the war. He never told me mutch though, he passed away in 2001.
The few things he told me was how terrible it was when he watched the gestapo drag close friends off for interigation and torture, often after quislings had blown their cover, whitout being able to help. Or how he and his fellow resistance fighters where hiding in the forrests, with cyanide capsules in their mouths, in case of capture, they would bite the capsule.
He never forgave the germans for invading Norway, neither the quislings who helped the germans.

My other grandfather, who lived in nothern Norway was too young to fight, he moved to Sweden after the war.

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05-22-2003, 02:44 AM
My father served with Royal Canadian Artillery in France, Holland and Germany in 1944 and 1945. He was in Remagen, Germany the day the war ended. He remained in the occupation forces and returned home in 1946 or 1947. Dad hasn't talked about his war experiences much, but I know he saw a lot of combat from his friends.

XyZspineZyX
05-22-2003, 02:44 AM
My father was a tail gunner in an SBD in the Pacific for awhile during WW2.

My grandfather fought in WW1 and was decorated by the French as a war hero.

They both taught me: There is no glory in war nor should we seek any. Yet, we should always remember the sacrifice many have made.

Rick

XyZspineZyX
05-22-2003, 03:40 AM
My grandfather was an infantryman on the russain side during WW2. He was at the battle of Stalingrad and Kursk. He survived the war and later moved to America. I have not really heard many of his stories, but i do remember one.

It was toward the end of the war, like 1945, he and his buddies were looting an antique shop in some small german town. He found a huge gold plate that was about the length of his arm. However, as they were leaving they were ambushed by a small squad of germans and his friend was wounded. he ditched the plate and carried his friend to safety.

XyZspineZyX
05-22-2003, 03:58 AM
My dad would have fought but he was exempt from service due to color-blindness. They did use some color-blind people for spotting camoflage from recon planes, since thier eyes are not fooled by it as easily. But they had all they could use for that limited role, so my dad taught fresh B-26 air crews how to properly operate the hydraulically powered gun turrets on that plane. They used the Indiana state fairgrounds and they actually landed planes there. That's where he taught the classes at. That kind of job was really as important as actual combat. Someone had to do it, so my dad did his valuable part to help the war effort.

XyZspineZyX
05-22-2003, 04:03 AM
Be proud of him Mort! That is more then most American's will do for their country now a days! I wish there were more that felt, "I will do whatever I can!"

XyZspineZyX
05-22-2003, 04:24 AM
My fathers great uncle was a German Army General during WWII. His name was Lothar Rendulic and he served on both the western and eastern front. One of his last roles was organizing the withdrawl of the German army from Norway toward the end of the war.

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05-22-2003, 04:27 AM
My grandfather was in the Army and in the pacific, I never knew that the Army was in the pacific...and he was in the Phillipines and was shot in the elbow and it came out his wrist/hand...My dad said that when he was growing up he'd always try to pry his hand open because it was clamped in a 'claw' position from the moment he was shot until he died...I guess paralysis musta set in...Anyways, My dad could never get that hand open...That's my only relative that was involved.

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05-22-2003, 04:54 AM
I do not have much to add as neither of my grandfathers went to war. One tried, but due to flat feet, was turned away.

The one with flat feet regrets not being able to go, even to this day. Even though he has heard the horror stories of his friends who went.

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05-22-2003, 05:42 AM
whoa, flat feet eh...they musta been REALLY flat for the marines to not accept you...jk /i/smilies/16x16_smiley-happy.gif

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05-22-2003, 06:10 AM
Great Stories!

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05-22-2003, 06:31 AM
Don't really have a great story but I sure have enjoyed everyone else's.

One Grandpa was a mechanic, he worked on jeeps and deuce and a 1/2s. He was a mechanic the rest of his life.

My other Grandpa was a cook, and was a butcher the rest of his life.

These stories remind me of when I was a little scout; we were up camping in the mountains of Idaho. A handful of veterans of WWII and a few Vietnam vets came and shared stories with us by a nice campfire. When they were done we burned a worn and tattered flag. We went by the book with white gloves and all. It was one of the most memorable experiences of my young life.


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XyZspineZyX
05-22-2003, 06:41 AM
i was a scout too dude.
i am 14 this yr, i joined the national cadet corps.
military life!

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05-22-2003, 06:44 AM
I never met my great uncle (the one who survived WW2),but he used to tell my mum about the Korean winter...he used to go and fetch his food each morning,and when he got back to his hole the rice pudding would be frozen into the billy can...musta been chilly out there! /i/smilies/16x16_smiley-happy.gif

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05-22-2003, 06:58 AM
My mom's grandfather helped shipping jews and others from Denmark to Sweden.
Makes me proud!
Wish I could thank him today when I understand what he really did.

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XyZspineZyX
05-22-2003, 07:23 AM
the brother of my Grandfather was a pilot of the me 110C Zerst√¬∂rer and his squadron was the zg.76, its interesting because his squadron was the same of Martin Drewes, for me one of the bests me110 pilots of ww2, well his name was Hugo, and another fact was that this squadron was flying with iraquians insignias (an green triangle with a red naja inside), keeping the european camo, im saying this because all the german pilots in middle east was using iraquian suit because they were afraid of the English reaction, since the Iraq was an axis force. his death was very painfull, my grandfather said that he was trying to shoot down an english b24 at night, he putted his 110 under the bomber and tryed to aim the 2 verticals 20 mm cannon under the bombers wing, between the engines, when suddenly an spitfire took his wings off and he crashed with the nose on the ground, i dont know if all this happens since my grandpa dont have an nice memory, but i got many photos of his plane. by the italian side I had an great grandfather , he was a soldier of the italian army, in 1944, didnt remember the month he was surrended by brazilian forces in monte cassino, unfortunally he died

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05-22-2003, 09:02 AM
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05-22-2003, 09:28 AM
My grandpa was an officer in The Austro-Hungarian army at the outbreak of WW1. He was badly wounded in Torbole, by the lake Garda in Italy. He spent 6 months in hospital before beeing sent to the eastern front. Saw some horrific action here and was wounded two more times. The battles on the eastern front in WW1 seems to be forgotten by historians now but were important for what happened later in (eastern) Europe.

In 1917 he was in St.Petersburg (Leningrad) with a delegation from the Czech Foreign Legion of the Austro-Hungarian army with General Masaryk (later the president of Czechoslovakia), negotiating for peace on the eastern front.As it happened an uprising started and the amazed officers witnessed the storming of the Winter Palace, the start of the Russian revolution. He told later that the heroic commie stories and films were all bullsh1t, not a single shot was fired from the palace, which was guarded by a small force of women guards. Some of these were raped by the raging mob that looted the palace and threw furniture and documents in the streets from the windows. Nothing heroic in this. He found a document signed by Tsar Nicolay, with the big seal of his. We still have this document today!

As it was, the peace negotiations stranded because Russian officers were occupied with other matters.. Parts of the Czech Foreign Legion then decided to join the Russians in their struggle against the Bolsheviks (the reds). They joined the Mensheviks (the whites) and participated in several battles and partisan-like warfare between 1917-1919. Grandpa and his unit was interned and sent to a camp in Sibir when the (official)fighting ended, but they kept their weapons. Grandpa's fiance was put in jail because of his defection. His relatives had their farm confiscated by the authorities.

By 1920 or so the soldiers (several thousands by now) were quite fed up of their internment in Sibir and decided to go home. The Russians around the camp had disappeared by now. It was several thousands kilometers home, and with no roads the best way was to follow the railway track to a port near Japan. They captured a locomotive and were able to repair the track and tunnels along their way. They still met bands of Russian soldiers and partisans and where shot at and fought back occasionally.

Lots of interesting stories but too long to tell. For instance the railway was passing trough a small town called Jekaterinburg and their presence generated some shooting and commotion as the soldiers entered. They found a building that was all shot up inside, still with fresh blood on the walls. Later they learned that the Tsar and his family had been shot here... probably because their captors were afraid they would be liberated...

By 1921 they finally made it to the port and grandpa took a ship home. The ship sank in a storm near Japan but he and his unit survived and spent some time in Japan before finally catching a ship to Europe. We still have some artifacts he brought from Japan and some photos of him and his unit there.

He came home in 1921, his fiance didn't know that he was alive, they didn't get any news from him since 1917... They got married an my father was born in 1922 /i/smilies/16x16_smiley-happy.gif

He quit the army and became a teacher. I remember his uniforms and other artifacts. This was unfortunately lost in 1969 when the commies took our house and almost all posetions but that's another story.. His rifle and pistols were thrown in the river in 1940 by my father when the Nazi's came to live in our house.

My father was forced to work in a tank factory near Prague, probably producing the Czech T-38 used by the Germans. He hated this work. He said they would bring burned out tank wrecks from the front and melt them down to make new ones. Sometimes they didn't even bother to remove the remains of the crew. Talk about recycling...

The last day of the war a German aircraft zoomed over our house and crashed only 100 meters away. The two occupants burned quietly up with their aircraft my father recalls, ammo exploding around them. I always wondered what type this was (could have been a Stuka but they should have been exctinct by this time) and what it was doing on the last day of the war...

Father served as an army doctor after the war and always hated the military. He recalls some episodes like when a soldier with a Russian submachine gun strapped to his back jumped from a truck, as he did the (safety-less) gun fired a shot and killed the guy behind him. The poor guy shot himself some minutes later... My father was called to the scene but couldn't do anything.

He served with a board evaluating fitness of pilots during the 50's and recalls how sh1t-scared pilots tried to avoid flying the dangerous Russian jets for medical reasons. They had seen too many pals dying in crashes...

I myself witnessed the Russian invasion of Prague in 1968. Was nearly run over by a tank. Some shooting took place but I didn't understand what was happenening.I was only a kid at this time. Did my duty in the Norweigan army many years later but Norway is a quiet place /i/smilies/16x16_smiley-happy.gif no action here fortunately hehe /i/smilies/16x16_smiley-happy.gif

My Russian wife's father served as an officer on a Russain nuclear sub during the cold war. He was in Kamtchatka and Chokotka, also the Black Sea. He was discharged after a horrific accident onboard the sub. Spent 6 months in hospital and has never talked about this says my wife. Rest of his old crewmates except a few are dead now, probably of radiation.


Sorry about the long read.

Mike

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05-22-2003, 09:51 AM
I have read that when the MiG15 entered service in bulgaria, a lot of guys died because the russian jet easily went in a flat spin. it had no control surfaces on the front edge of the wing. I don`t remember the english word of it.

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05-22-2003, 10:02 AM
Tell you what - its damn nice to read all these experiences from different countries. It's good to see that as russian, german, british, american etc, we can all share these experiences of our familys. And we have it all to thank for the sacrifices they made.

In an Internet full of rubbish, this sort of thread is what the web was designed for.

XyZspineZyX
05-22-2003, 10:59 AM
Never even met my grandparents. One of them was the commanding officer of an infantry battalion at the eastern front, he fell during the retreat through Poland in 1944 shortly after he was awarded the Knight`s Cross, the other one was a staff doc and survived, but died quite young.
My great grandfather though was an 80 year old field marshal, he had long since retired and was reactivated during the last days of WWII. He should take command of the defense of north-western sector, but was captured by british troops and died quite short after imprisonment.
Actually, nearly all of my ancestors fell in some kind of war. Wow, Europe, hell of a continent.

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05-22-2003, 12:27 PM
My Granddad was a 'Fitter and Turner' in the RAF. Mainly staioned in Kent and Norfolk on RAF Coastal Command bases. In WW2 you couldn't easily just order new parts, so he made them, turning them on a lathe in the back of a Bedford lorry. He maintains his deafness now is a result of sleeping in the back of the truck next to the genny they used to run the kit. Early in 1940, when invasion seemed iminent, they were given bayonettes welded onto tubes of airframe aluminium to fight off the Germans as there weren't enough rifles!
He mainly worked on Hudsons and Beauforts making anti sub and shipping runs.

He met my Nan on the base and they lived happily for 55 years of marriage. He's now a very sprightly 85 year old.
He was turned down for aircrew because he's colourblind...we never used to let him wire plugs!!

My Nan had some cool stories too...she was a driver in the WAAF's and was responsible for lighting the flarepath, driving the pilots out to dispersal and also ambulance driver.
Many stories from her.....(they used to get more elaborate with each telling)
She was in ops during the BoB and her fiancee was flying Hurricanes on an intercept when he was shot down in flames over the channel...his RT was left open and she heard him scraming all the way down......
When she was lighting the flarepath one night (a damaged aircraft had radioed in for an emergency landing) she was strafed by a 110. (it turned out it was a german pilot radioing pretending to be British) She only escaped by wedging herself in a slit trench under a bunker.

Later in the war they were using Liberators in the anti sub role, and the nose gunners used to lie down, prone along the fuselage.....They used to grab the arms of the gunners and drag them out, but quite often they had been bisected by AA fire (nice).
Also when pilots were burned she would take them to the medical centre where the ambulance drivers and nurses would immerse them in baths of cold salt water...
She said the screams stayed with her some nights.....


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XyZspineZyX
05-22-2003, 01:02 PM
Grandfather had 4 children and a bad leg (one of them my father) so the military wouldn't take him. He had 3 brothers that served. One was a cook aboard a destroyer. He was injured and sent home during the battle for Iwo Jima.

Second brother was in the Army and went through D-Day, Holland and was eventually wounded during the infmaous "Battle of the Bulge". Hehe, he liked to say it was during the brave and heroic act of crawling toward some bushes because he was tired of crapping in his foxhole. while he was crawling he was shot in the ***.

Third brother was also Army and was killed in Italy.

My father was USAF and fought in Nam eventually winning 2 Distinguished Flying Crosses. I was also USAF for 8 years flying Vipers and I now have a brother serving in Guam...

XyZspineZyX
05-22-2003, 01:19 PM
My Grandfather fought in WW2 like most of his brothers. First he fought on the western front (france). After one year of severe illness he came directly to the eastern front where he lost some toes due to the cold temperatures. He also lost his brother who fought with him, who was hit by a bullet shortly after he recieved the iron cross.
At the end my Grandfather was captured by US troops and got POW. He returned home in 1949.

When my grandfather got to the army he was 18 years old. He has lost his best years because of this sh*t.


My other grandfather was too young to fight in WW2 (lucky him)
My Grandmother told me that she had panic attacks even years after the war when she heard planes. She told me that neighbours of her had been killed by fighter planes attacking them while working on the field(they have been harmless farmers). War is cruel. /i/smilies/16x16_smiley-sad.gif

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XyZspineZyX
05-22-2003, 06:41 PM
My Grandfather on my mother's side was a retired French Army colonel when the war began and fought in the resistance until 1944.

My wife's grandfather commanded the 802nd Reconnaissance Group (renamed the 25th Bomb Group in Aug '44) flying Mosquito PR Mk XVI's for the 8th AAF until July '44. He flew PR missions over the U.S. beaches on D-Day. He and most of his pilots had been flying P-38's out of Iceland prior to transitioning to the PR role.

XyZspineZyX
05-22-2003, 07:27 PM
Visigoth_6 wrote:
- My father in law, Claude Allen, was a B-24 pilot in
- Europe. The only story he ever told goes something
- like this. Returning from a mission, somewhere over
- occupied France, alone, one engine shot out and
- another running rough. Airborne bait for German
- fighters. Happily, they are joined by two P-51s.
- The flight leader of the "little friends" comes up
- on the bomber's frequency and offers to escort them
- back to the channel. Claude graciously accepts and
- then adds: "Frank, is that you?" The answer, "Yes.
- Claude, is that you?" Frank was his brother in law.
- Both are gone now, but when they were alive they
- swore this was a true story.
-

reminds me of a story of a friend's Dad. He was Estonian and enlisted in the Waffen SS as a mortar crewman to fight the communists. His unit was marching back from the front, getting some well-earned rest, when he watched another unit marching up to replace them. As he moved along, he watched someone pass him, who was an exact replica of himself.

A more amusing story was of their break.They decided to do a bit of fishing...using stick grenades. Apparently stick grenades float, so you'd weigh them down to fish, but some newer guys hadn't thought about this. So here they are, in a small wooden boat dreaming of fresh fish when one guy throws a stick grenade in to the river...upstream!

Needless to say, it floated down towards the boat, and went off as these guys leapt out and were clear just as the grenade completely demolished the boat! Three wiser and wetter men swam back to the bank much to the amusement of the rest of the unit.



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XyZspineZyX
05-22-2003, 07:49 PM
well my papa was a Soldier in WW2, he stormed the beaches of Normandy, he was very lucky to survive, he took 3 bullets, 2 in the leg and 1 in the arm. He recovered from them and was moved to a non operational job, teaching people how to fire Guns properly and specialist weapons like Bazooka's etc.

my dad serves in Kosovo right now, he is in the special operations, he is incharge of finding and procecuting war criminals and also protection of ViPs.



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XyZspineZyX
05-22-2003, 08:18 PM
My father joined the RAF during the war. He was training as a pilot and got to fly solo but the war ended before he finished his training. He completed his service carrier in Japan as a driver. At one point he drove a fire engine at an airbase and has several pictures of crashed and burnt out aircraft.
He was in London during 1944 and saw several V1's flying over head, not something he will forget!
My mother was just a school girl during the war and she remembers being frightened as German bombers flew over the farm where she lived on their way to bomb Plymouth. She lived about 20miles away but she could see the light from the fires they started.
She also remembers visiting an aunt(who lived near a railway line) and seeing a German fighter trying to strafe a train.

'It is right to be taught, even by an enemy' OVID

XyZspineZyX
05-22-2003, 09:51 PM
Dad was an LACII at wars end. He was a mechanic working mostly on Merlins but he also did Daks, Mitchells and Wellingtons.

He was in the Bahamas and UK at Warboys (bombers) plus some time in Canada & the US whilst in transit.

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Good thread though!

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XyZspineZyX
05-22-2003, 10:25 PM
My Grandpa fought in Jugoslavia and Greece against the partisans. He dont talks much about it. He was in a Kampfgruppe zur besonderen Verwendung (Special Task Force) regular Wehrmacht. He only talked onces to me about it.
They were on patrol and they found some missing fellow soldiers. They were massacred.They lay on the ground with there *****es cut off and put into there mouths. He said he could never forget that sight. He only said that seldom each of the two sides made prisoners. I guess partisan war was one of the cruellest forms of war.
Btw he was only 19 years when he served in 1943 in the Balcans

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XyZspineZyX
05-22-2003, 10:30 PM
My great uncle flew C-47 tranports "Over the Hump" in Burma. He told us of stories of his group being attacked in flight and the luck of the draw in not being shot down.
My grandfather test flew B-24's, state side before they shipped the planes off. He told my dad stories of sticking his arm out the window at around 300 MPH so you could see the bones in your arm from the force of the wind.

XyZspineZyX
05-22-2003, 10:38 PM
I had two uncles in the Hungarian resistance who were executed for their participation. My father in law
served in Italy with the Army quartermasters. He had two brothers, one was in the 8th Army Air Corp in England and the other served with the Marines in the Pacific. I went
on to serve 3 tours in VietNam.

XyZspineZyX
05-22-2003, 10:40 PM
My Grandfather was a PBY-Privateer (Navy version of the B-24 Liberator) Pilot assigned to ASW patrols over the eastern Atlantic and Carribean theaters. We still have his log book including his training.He flew over 1500 hours during the war- talking to several WWII fighter pilots, they said this was a lot of hours.

My Great-Uncle was a dog-face (US Slang term for Infantry Soldier) on the Western Front who fought in France and Germany. (landed after D-Day as US reinforcments - didnt take part in the landings)

My Grandfather passed away back in 98' but I still see him everyday along with his plane- in his crew picture on my livingroom wall...

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XyZspineZyX
05-22-2003, 11:07 PM
my old man was a bren gunner in the Argyll and Sutherland Highlanders during the war. the only story he told us kids about was the time that they cleared a farmhouse in france and went looking for something to eat. in the barn they found a dead german soldier who had had his boots stolen. the chickens had eaten all of the flesh from his feet. my dad said he did not eat eggs for months after that.


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05-23-2003, 09:12 AM
Thanks For The Great Stories!



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XyZspineZyX
05-24-2003, 12:47 PM
My mother's uncle, 404653 LAC Martin Butler MAHONEY (RAAF), died in 1941 after the Tiger Moth he was flying during training hit a tree.
He was 19 years old.
Mum has all the letters, telegrams etc that followed. He was not killed straight away - the Tiger turned over and he suffered "head injuries, which, I am afraid, are severe." He was flown to the Royal Prince Alfred Hospital in Sydney. On receipt of the initial telegram,his mother immediately boarded a train from Leyburn, Queensland (a distance of around 1300 km) to try and be with him. The next two telegrams are addressed to her at stops along the Brisbane-Sydney train line. The first informs her that her son's condition has been reclassified from critical to grave. The second is addressed to her at Kyogle, only a few hours away from Sydney, and informs her that 404653 LAC MAHONEY, M.B. passed away at 0800 hrs today.
Fairly sobering stuff.

My grandmother's cousin, 414715 P/O William Edmund MALONEY (RAAF) was killed on 16.9.44 in a Tempest MkV when he was shot down by flak near Arnhem during Operation Market Garden (the battle depicted in the movie "A Bridge Too Far").
He was in his early twenties.
My Grandma still cries when she talks about him, and gets his letters out, then cries some more.

XyZspineZyX
05-26-2003, 07:01 PM
Interesting stories, go on!

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XyZspineZyX
05-26-2003, 10:54 PM
My grandfather, on my mothers side, left his one year old daugther (my mother) in the south of Sweden and went to the northern swedish/finnish border during the winter of 1942 to guard it in case the russians broke through Finland (all the while he was hoping that the swedish government would openly side with finland, so that we would fight their (and in the extension, our) cause). In the end there was no fighting the communists (whom he hated passionatly), for which I am glad; since I got to know him.

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XyZspineZyX
05-31-2003, 09:02 AM
Nice stories ... anymore?




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07-24-2003, 08:57 AM
Gotta Bring It Back ...

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XyZspineZyX
07-24-2003, 12:11 PM
What a superb thread!

My granddad on my mums side was in the Army in Burma fighting the Japanese. He was a signals officer and, being quite a tall chap, had the dubious honour of having to go first through swamps and stuff.

One of his most memorable stories was about when he first got to Burma. They were on a barge type vessel going down a river, through the jungle. Out of nowhere came two japanese Zero's that straffed the boat - just like in the films. They all had to jump into the river and hide as best they could. He also said that no-one would want to go last in a patrol through the jungle because the Japanese would hide up trees and cut the last mans head off. He was in Burma for a long time and was eventually discharged from the Army, having been shot in the chest. (which he never told anyone about until the 1980's from what I can remember) He also served in India, South Africa and a load of other places.

His brother was in the RAF and was killed on the last day of WWII when the place he was in was bombed. They only found his intact spectacles.


My nan's dad, my great granddad, was a Chief Petty Officer in the Royal Navy in WWII. He saw action pretty much everywhere and served on many vessels, he was sank 13 times, having his hair burnt off, eye brows burnt off etc. One of his most memorable stories was that he was on a new ship coming out of Portsmouth and a german submarine was waiting for it. He also served on the HMS Khartoum, which, on the 23rd June 1940. Heavily damaged by fire and beached in the Red Sea off Perim after a gunfire action with the Italian submarine Torricelli. Declared a constructive total loss. He also served with Earl Mountbatten, not sure which ship it was tho.

Here is a picture of the class of ship the Khartoum was, this is the Kimberley, I can't find a picture of the Khartoum.
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They both survived the war and lived good long lives, granddad was 76 when he died and my great granddad died two days before his 90th birthday.

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XyZspineZyX
07-24-2003, 12:16 PM
My father and 3 uncles enlisted the day after Pearl Harbor, all four served aboard the same vessal until the Sulliven brothers incident. They all saw a great deal of action in the pacific and except for minor wounds to uncle Paul's hand, they all returned with out visable scars.

XyZspineZyX
07-24-2003, 12:31 PM
My great grand father wasent in the army but he was a member of the resictante in Norway under ww2

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XyZspineZyX
07-24-2003, 02:53 PM
My first time to post here. My father fought in the Pacific in the US Marines. He was a 60 mm mortarman and saw heavy action at Peleliu and Okinawa. He also wrote a book about his experiences called "With The Old Breed at Peleliu and Okinawa". It is fairly well known here in the USA. He was the greatest man I will ever know and spoke to me often about his experiences. I have his combat pack and several other things that went through combat with him. The war in the Pacific was brutal and savage, and he was fortunate to make it through 2 battles without a scratch.

My uncle ( my dad's older brother) was a Sherman Tank commander in Europe. He was an officer and received the Bronze Star for leading his tanks through a mine field on foot. He also received the Silver Star, apparently, for standing in the hatch of his tank and taking a direct hit from a Nazi shell that was a spent dud. He also received another Bronze Star and 2 Purple Hearts. I did not know him that well and he died in 1985.

XyZspineZyX
07-24-2003, 03:23 PM
I had a Great Uncle who was a turret gunner on a B-24. He was shot down over Burma and was captured by the Burmese. Just before he hit the silk, the pilot told him to hold off opening his parachute until the very last second becuase the Japanese were straffing the parachutes on the way down. As it turned out, this information saved his life. "I was a bit late opening my shut however" he once told me, "I broke both my legs when I hit the ground." After the Burmese captured him, he was "sold" to the Japanese for the equivilant of US$1.00. While a POW he was tortured. His legs were treated and he recovered from those injuries. However, he contracted an infection while in captivity and became very, very ill. In between moments of consciousnese a Japanese prison guard, who he had somewhat befriended, slipped him a handfull of penicillin. It was enough to allow him to recover. Uncle Joe died several years ago, and he never talked about his war experience that much. He did go through hell and went on to raise a family of four wonderfull children.

I greatly appreciate discussions such as this to remind us of their sacrafices in real human conflict and a renewed perspective on this sim we play. Fortunately for us, it's only a game.

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XyZspineZyX
07-24-2003, 06:46 PM
One of my grandfather's was in the Navy onboard the USS California. He ended his tour of duty and got off the ship just before it went to Pearl Harbor where it was damaged in the attack. By that time he had a job setting up telephone lines, since this was considered vital to national security he didn't fight in WWII. My other grandfather volunteered to fight but was rejected because he was an electrical engineer, again because his job was vital to national security. So he built shells and other ammunition in his metal shop at home to help with the war effort. I also had a great uncle, who I never met, who worked on the Manhattan Project. I don't know much about it but everywhere he went he had two secret service men fallowing him making sure he didn't say anything about it. As it was stated earlier it is amazing how there are so many people in here from countries that fought against each other and we can all get along and have fun with each other. I am an American and my girlfriend is from Japan, it interesting to think how different our lives would have been if we had been born back then. Thanks for all of the stories keep them coming, and never forget the sacrifices these people made for us.

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XyZspineZyX
07-24-2003, 07:58 PM
My maternal grandfather was a dispatch rider with the Royal West Kents. He was in North Africa and Italy. He had an 88mm anti tank shell land in the sand about an inch from his foot, fortunatly it was a dud and didn't go off. He was also straffed by a Me110 when he was on his bike in norh Africa, he said he stayed with the bike for two of its passes thyen he bottled it and hid in a ditch, I hope I can be that brave if I need to be!

He's still alive, He's 83

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ShadowHawk__
07-24-2003, 08:16 PM
My grandfather faught for Germany on the eastern front from beginning to end. He was an anti-tank gunner, wounded 3 times. He's still alive at 80 years. My other grandfather was drafted into the Canadian army and was supposed to get sent to dieppe, however, he got a sickness in his lungs and couldn't go. Good thing or I wouldn't be here.

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XyZspineZyX
07-24-2003, 08:49 PM
Dad (Welsh) was 16 and working on the railroad as a fireman in GB WWII, Was strafed and bombed many times, he lived between home and london and would often recount stories of buzzbomb raids ..(Grandma had a table in her house I remember as a child that had a fragment of bomb casing stuck in it, they had the table tipped on end to cover a window)

They later immigrated to the US where Dad was drafted and went off to stem communism in the Korean penninsula with the 7th ID, fought at Punchbowl, Heartbreak, Kumwah Valley,Chosin resevoir .. Bronze Star w/ V device, CIB .. blood and guts promotions to SFC.

Mom's baby brother ran away and enlisted in the corps, an Aunt and friend signed the papers, Grandma was spared this knowledge through her death 7 years ago ...

He enlisted at 16 and was assigned to 1st Marine Division .. Fought in the pacific at Guadalcanal,Bouganville, New Britain ..coral hopping up the slot ..to the Palu Islands .. He died a hero at 17 on a worthless little piece of coral called Pelilieu ..

Sledge ... Maybe they knew each other ... they certainly kicked some *** together ..

SEMPER FI

He had made Corporal, and was the Squad Leader .. He recieved the Navy Cross for singlehandedly wiping out a Jap machinegun empacement, recieving mortal wounds in close quarters hand to hand.. The citation makes the hair on your neck stand up, when you realize he was a kid ... you cant get a 17 year old today to take out the trash.

His CO went on to write a book about the ordeal .."Coral comes high", probably long out of publication...

And they are calling Jessica what's her name a hero ??

I hear she got a bronze star too ??

I am glad I retired before they went to wearing those stupid looking berets !

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XyZspineZyX
07-25-2003, 01:41 AM
My Girlfriend's dad, Lance Varty, was an RAF Engineer. He spent most of the war stationed in Iraq (Habbaniyah), and flew as a Gunner during the uprising there. He also helped hand over Hurricanes to Soviet Pilots.
He also once told a story about testing out anti-mine equipment on a Wellington, which involved him hanging out of the bomb bay at zero feet operating some sort of mad contraption. But he doesn't talk about the war much. His main memory is being deprived of potatoes for several years.

After the war he was a flight engineer on Comets, and also was a junior designer for the Electric Lightning.

XyZspineZyX
07-25-2003, 03:01 AM
My father-in-law was a man that I admired a lot.
He fought as a rifleman for the US Army in France.
He came over on the Queen Mary, which could deliver 10,000 men every 10 days and was fast enough to avoid the U-boats. I remember John talkin about how it would violently change course every 20 minutes to throw them off its tail. He said the men were stuffed into every available square foot of space below deck in bunk beds stacked eight high. The soldiers on the lower bunks had to suffer through streams of vomit from the seasick soldiers above them. Once a day they got to go up on deck in shifts for 15 minutes of fresh air before returning to the sweltering mess. It was an awful trip, but the Germans couldn't keep up with the 1-ship, 1-division constant reinforcement.

When they got to france, they were immediately driven in trucks up to the front line. His company was assigned a squadron of three tanks. When they got to a town where the Germans were holed up, the tanks would drive THROUGH the town, then turn around and drive back through the buildings. Sometimes the Wehrmacht surrendered and sometimes they fought tooth-and-nail. He said that once he was going house-to-house with his buddy cleaning out resistance. They each had Colt.45 Model of 1911s in addition to their Garands. A mortar round landed right on top of his buddy's head, and when John turned around with his head ringing & his ears bleeding there was only one smoking boot where his friend had stood a second before.

Another time, his company was pinned down in a large open field by German machine gunners hidden in bushes behind a stone wall on a rise. They laid there all day in the muddy half-frozen puddles. Every time a GI would pick up his head to take a shot at the enemy or just because he couldn't stand it any longer, it would be blown off. A round hit John's ammo bag on his hip and it started to smoke. He had to just lay half-submerged in the water praying that it wouldn't explode.

After 12 hours the American artillery finally reached their position on its list of priorities, and a quick time-on-fire mission wiped out the Germans. Time-on-fire was an American tactic where 105 howitzers, 90mms in back of them, and 120mm Long Toms way in the rear would all fire on one position at scheduled intervals so that all the ordinance would arrive at the target simultaneously with sure, devasting effect. According to John the Germans could never recover from such a fire mission, and it was the main reason the US was so effective on the ground.
After that reinforcements arrived and helped the soldiers, many of whom were frozen to the ground, get up and move back for frost-bite treatment, chow and new clothes.

The fighting was cold, muddy and fierce.****
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My Uncle Nick had the misfortune of having his destroyer sunk by German shore batteries firing from Pont-du-Hoc at Normandy. After that he got send to the Pacific where kamikazes totalled his CVE off Okinawa.
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My Dad was a Radar Technician then a K-9 SP in the Coast Guard. He had to night fly in a PBY up and down the Atlantic coast watching a screen that "looked like a lot of chicken scratchin" to verify signal integrity on radar buoys. Once when he was in Panama guarding German POWs, he set down his M-1 to get a drink. When he turned around, one of the Germans had the rifle pointed at him and said "Bang, Bang!" and smiled, then handed it back to him. Dad said the atmosphere was pretty relaxed since it was 1945-46 and the Germans already knew that the war was lost.

XyZspineZyX
07-25-2003, 03:51 AM
warhawk_530 wrote:
- Is there anyone in your family who fought in WW2?
- Weather it is in the Army, Navy or the Marines.



Yes:

My grand-aunt's (grandmother's sister's) husband died at Salerno, Italy. He had seen combat from the Torch landings up to the Salerno battle. He went ashore in North Africa as a private, and was company first sergeant when he was killed.

My wife's uncle (still with us today) was a carpenter in the US Marines, stationed in Australia throughout the war. He first went there in early 1943 and came back to the US in 1946. He never admits to seeing combat, but his service record (which he showed me) includes a Bronze Star. He never has answered my inquries about that. Last I heard, those things weren't issued for excellent carpentry.

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XyZspineZyX
07-25-2003, 04:05 AM
My father did. He is still alive at 84 years old and still sharp.

He joined in 1939 then took aircrew training. He was just about ready to go to Britian to fly fighters when they (fighter command) requested that they had enough pilots but now needed Bomber crews. He switched to that and begun training all over again for bomber crews. He flew with 426 and 431 Squadrons. He was shot down and was the only survivor of a Halifax Mk V that evening in October 1943. It blew up at about 19000 feet after being hit by flak 3 times coming in and over the target of the Hannover railyards. When the plane blew up

My Dad didnt have a chance to bail out. The G forces drom the spin that occured pinned him and he couldnt move he passed out. The Halifax exploded and blew him out of the aircraft. The concussion of the blast of the dying Halifax opened his parachute near as Dad can figure becuase he said he never pulled the release on his chute.

He came to at about 13000 feet hanging in his chute over the target. Dad says that he could feel the heat and smell the fires and smoke even at that altitude, bombs were still going off over target and he drifted into a farmfield. He landed and ditched his parachute and tore off any markings from his uniform and made his way through Hannover, ducking in and out of lines of forced labour that was being marched around by the Germans going around putting out fires and so forth. He made his way to the Dutch border travelling by night and sleeping in hides by day. He was captured 5 days later after just making initial contact with the Dutch underground via a farmer. He was picked up of all things in the saytime walking along a gravel road. He looked up and saw a German Truck with 3 soldiers and about 6 allied pilots and airmen in the back of it. Dad walked by the last soldier and gave him a nod and a smile. About 10 yards past the gaurd called for him to halt. He ran as fast as he could but he was overtaken and hit in the head with a butt of a rifle ending his fight. Dad asked after how the gaurd knew he wasnt a local and the gaurd told Dad that noone looks at us in the eyes and smiles around here in Holland .. LOL

He was interned in Stalag VII and then transfered to Luftflag IVb. They dug 2 tunnels in the course of his internment at the camps (Both were discovered) and destroyed. When liberated in 1945 by MacArthurs army. He weighed 176 pounds when he was shot down and when he go to England via Lancaster from the Regensberg Luftwaffe Fighter base he weighed only 97 pounds.

My Dad had "liberated" the top semi circular instrument cluster panel from a Fw-190 A model that was at Regensberg and a Luger that was hidden besides it seat back to Canada with him as a war Trophy, He had the panel still around 1951 to about 53 when someone stole it out of the loft of my Dads construction business. He still has the Luger.

He is alive and well today a little slower a wee bit stooped in his walk and I love him dearly...

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XyZspineZyX
07-25-2003, 04:27 AM
My grandfather, Leading Seaman Edward John Smith, was a career sailor and, at some point, batman to the Royal Navy's Admiral Pound. There's an interesting family legend that says my mother (then 2 yrs old) was at home with the family in Plymouth when they were attacked by an enemy agent of some kind and shots were fired. My grandmother grabbed the children and they hid under a table while my grandfather escaped out of the back door. They never saw him again.

He turned up on board the the cruiser HMS Gloucester (The Fighting G) in the Mediterranean. On May 21st, 1941, the ship was with the fleet in the Kithera Channel, 14 miles north of Crete, fighting off diving attacks from Ju-87s. The HMS Greyhound was sunk and the Gloucester was turned around to cover destroyers that were picking up survivors. The Gloucester had run out of ammunition and the dive bombers concentrated on her. She was hit about eight times and came to a stop in the water, on fire. The crew abandoned ship at about 4pm. The dive bombers machine-gunned the crew in the water in low-level attacks that continued into the afternoon of the next day. A German ship picked up the survivors at about 2pm. Only 85 of 807 sailors made it. My grandfather's body was never recovered, but his name is on the Plymouth Naval Memorial.

My uncle still has my grandfather's pistol that was left in the house on the day of the enemy-agent attack on the house. I believe the attack happened, but am not convinced that there was an enemy agent involved.

XyZspineZyX
07-25-2003, 05:56 AM
My brother Jack. USMC, 1937-1945. Both theaters: Mediterranean (shipboard gunner, USS SAVANNAH) then Pacific (field artillery) including Iwo Jima.

My Uncle Charles. Army. Second man from Arkansas to enlist after Pearl Harbor. Killed by a Jap sniper on Luzon, 1945.

My other Uncle Charles. (Other side of the family.) USN. Radarman on the destroyer HOWORTH when it got hit by a kamikaze off Okinawa, 1945. Survived.

My Uncle Buell. USMC. Pacific.

My father was too old. He worked in the Navy Yard at Mare Island, California, as a civilian dockyard worker. He was one of the crew that went over the cruiser INDIANAPOLIS before she took the atom bomb out to the Pacific.

That's WWII. I can go back to the Revolution; hell, I can go back to the Battle of Hastings if you like.

We are a mean family.

XyZspineZyX
07-25-2003, 01:12 PM
My grandfather served with the NZEF (New Zealand Expeditionary force) 2nd Division through Italy. He fought at Cassio where over half his company were killed or wounded. He amazingly was unhurt. I don't know much more than this however because he doesn't like to talk about it. From what I've read however it took virtally all of the American 5th and 8th armies to take Cassino in the end.He's 82 now and still going strong.

My great Uncle served in the New Zealand Navy as a gunner on the HMS Achilles and was involved in the battle of the River Plate where 3 Cruisers took on and drove off the German pocket battleship the Admiral Graf Spee causing the captain to scuttle the ship 2 days later. He died a few years ago and its only throught relatives that I learned about it.

XyZspineZyX
07-25-2003, 08:16 PM
My grandfather was sunk 3 times in total. twice at dunkirk, and once more near normandy, on the way for the invasion. He was in the Army though.

First time, he escaped off the beach, and the boat was blown up by a German bomber. He swam back to shore, and the same thing happened the next day. Third time, he got out safely.

On the way back for the invasion, He was once more hit by a bomber, and spent a long time in the water, clutching a piece of driftwood. He was finally picked up, and shipped back to hospital in the UK to recover.

He rarely talked about his experiences, and up until the day he died aged 85, he could never watch any program about the sinking of ships, it just bought all the memories flooding back.

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XyZspineZyX
07-25-2003, 10:27 PM
My father was the captain of a Marine Raider squad in the South Pacific. He fought in Guadalcanal, Bougainville, Guam, Phillipines, and Iwo Jima. He didn't talk about it much. He did say that in Guadalcanal, it was so wet and hot that in six weeks the boots would rot right off your feet. His group was one of the first to occupy Japan after the surrender. He said that the military wasn't sure that the Japanese population would accept the surrender, so when they landed on the Japanese mainland, they did it from landing craft, fully armed and ready to go. As he was approaching the beach, he saw what he thought were an array of guns pointed directly at him. As he got closer, he realized that they were cameras. Huge numbers of Japanese civilians had come down to film them take the beach.

My uncle Bob was a b-24 pilot in Europe. I didn't know this until my mother told me. To my knowledge he never again set foot in a plane after the war.

XyZspineZyX
07-25-2003, 11:27 PM
My Grandfather John was a Seargent stationed in England and then France with the 9th AF in B-26's. He was a mechanic and then a Waist Gunner. He died of cancer in 1982. He had a great story of how he drove a Catepillar bulldozer from Utah beach to an airfield in France to begin setting up the newly captured field. He said he was armed with only a .45 M1911 and was towing a trailer full of aviation gasoline. He said there were dead Germans and GI's littering the road he was traveling. Scary stuff.

My other Grandfather Leo was an Italian immagrant from Sicily in the 1920's and served in the Navy stateside on Lake Michigan in a training unit. He died in 1994 of cancer.

My Grandmother Alice was a in the WAAC and was stationed in South Carolina and then Santa Monica, CA. She was a V.I.P. driver and assisted with the making of training films. She is still alive in CA.

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XyZspineZyX
07-26-2003, 01:05 AM
My old man was a tank commander for the Canadian forces in Italy.

My grandfather drove a Renault tank in France in 1917 for the American army. I have his discharge papers and war diary. He writes on one page that Gen. Pershing inspected his unit, while "aero-planes" flew overhead. My grandfather was upset because he ( my grandfather) thought the tanks looked very poor.

In his entry of 11\11\18, he wrote "I think the war is over."

XyZspineZyX
07-26-2003, 01:09 AM
Sarpedon688,

I'm pretty sure it was a Polish division, if not two, who finaly took Monte Cassino. The Poles hated the Germans so much they just chewed away at them until they beat their Nazi heads in. Very, very nasty.

XyZspineZyX
07-26-2003, 02:00 AM
My grandpa (still going strong) was a bombadier/navigator on what I call the Ferrari of the bomber fleet. The De Havilland Mosquito (Mozzy). Served with the RAAF in England 1943-45.

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XyZspineZyX
07-26-2003, 02:21 AM
I have an uncle (by marriage) who was a sailor on a US fleet boat in the Pacific- by which I mean he served on a submarine in the US Navy during WWII. I hardly see him ever, no stories, sorry. The one time he mentioned it, he said it was cramped, boring almost all the time, clammy, sweaty, smelly, grimy, and not a bunch of laughs.

XyZspineZyX
07-26-2003, 02:37 AM
My grandfather was technical inspector for the 4th fighter group. Recieved the medal of honor for some of his wartime innovations. He was not too proud later in life as he felt he contributed to killing others.

XyZspineZyX
07-26-2003, 07:05 AM
I have a great great great uncle who was a communist partisan in Korea, engaged in small-scale guerilla warfares against the Japanese imperial rule. He was captured and executed.

Does that count?



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XyZspineZyX
07-26-2003, 09:08 AM
My Grandfathers were both too old to serve.
2 of my uncles on my dads side, served in Europe in the Army and servived the war. 1 uncle on my mother's side served in the Army in Europe and the other was not allowed to serve despite being perfectly fit as he was the last son on the farm and there was too great a need for farm produce to allow him to join. The logic behind this was..."Who would provide the food for the country if he did not..???". So he did his share...as a farmer safe on the farm. He became quite an introvert for the rest of his life as a result of ignorant people continually asking him "Why aren't you fighting for the country like the other boys are???" He never married. My mother says he used to be quite outgoing and quick to make a joke. However his experiance at home doing his share took it's toll even though he never saw the least bit of action!! He was always really good to us kids however, and really enjoyed our visits. He was never comfortable around strange adults or in town at all, he would get real quiet when in town, not speaking more than he had to. Like when ordering a meal at a restaurant and even at that he would often tell one of us what he wanted unless he was real familiar with the waitress. Really strange and sad when you think about it. Screwed up by the civilians instead of the bombs and bullets....

My father served in the American 10th Army Air Corp. (the Air Force before 1946).
He was a crew chief (a mechanic in charge of mechanic crew for several assigned aircraft).
He was in China, Burma and India and primarily worked on P-40's, P-47 Razorbacks, B-24's, B-25's and various cargo aircraft like the C-46, but also the occasional P-51B or P-38 or other aircraft that landed for repairs or fuel after missions when they couldn't return to their own bases.
He took several pictures of these aircraft, interesting to see and he gave me all of them and the maintenence manual for a B-25c that he took home with him. He also gave me the large 8x10 color (yes color!!) prints of North American aircraft he was given at the maintenance school in Inglewood, CA during his training.

He doesn't volunteer many stories but will tell you about what he experianced if you ask him. He is still alive today and fully alert and all at 85. He didn't get married until he was 39 and I was born when he was 40!!.
My mother was 37 and so I have friends who's Grandfathers are as old as he is!!! (and so is my wife's Grandfather)

A few of his stories/experiances.

The locals in India consider cattle and monkies to be sacred so while the people were near starvation, these animals roamed the area freely and to the service men were a general nuisance. The cattle got on the runways and had to be chased off with jeeps to prevent accidents as you didn't dare shoot them as it would enrage the locals. The monkeys raided tents and sat on the planes and crapped on them much like pigeons do to statues. This really p*ssed off the pilots so they would sometimes lie in wait for them and pick them off with their pistols. Apparently it is easier to hide a monkey in a stew pot than a cow. And yes...monkies taste a bit like chicken says my dad with a grin. Anything was better than what they got served up from Army issue.

In China he saw some action from raids by the Japanese Airforce. He also flew a few missions as they were shorthanded for flight crews and so he would fly along on bombing missions to arm the bombs once the plane was airborne. He says you didn't want the bombs armed during takeoff in case you had to abort the takeoff and crash-landed, much less risk having one bouncing loose during the take-off run and falling onto the bombbay doors and pushing it open to land below you on the runway. A low risk compared to others they took, but a necessary precaution it seems.
They flew mostly low level bombing and a few times he had to pull tree branches out of the bomb-bay doors from planes hitting the tops of trees on their runs.

The most serious threat my father had was when the Army captured a Japanese airfield in China and they were rushed in to take it over and make it servicable. The Japanese were still in the forest at the far end of the airfield and would fire on them randomly. The Japanese would also fire mortars at the planes as they took off from the captured field and the fighters would fire into the forest ahead during the end of the take-off run to keep the Japanese from firing their mortars, etc. On a couple of occasions the fighters dropped full fuel tanks into the woods at the far end and the next plane immediately behind fired rounds into the then gas soaked trees to ignite it in an attempt to burn out the enemy.

He saw his share of blood and gore. Crews arriving injured and dead and crashing on the runway due to damaged landing gear and other damage after having struggled all the way home. That was what bothered him the most it seems. Seeing men die when so close to safety was difficult for him, that and being away from friends and family.

He said that as a mechanic, he had to of course replace damaged equipment, doors, radios, etc inside the fuselage. But before they went in a "clean up" crew was first sent in to retrieve any body parts and clean up the blood, etc. They didn't always find all of it and my father found bits of flesh, blood and a few fingers, behind and inside some of the damaged equipment on occasion. This story really brought home the horror of war for me as a young man. The image of this is stuck with me forever and I think of this during any war movies and sometimes even during the action in the flight sims.
It really made me appreciate the sacrifice these men went through.

Ironically, my father was closer to friends than he thought. A few of his friends and neighbors from his home town in Nebraska were in and out of his airbases as pilots and they never met up. Evidently it was a common occurance that recruits from certain areas ended up in the same theatre of operation. My father never knew until after the war that they were there and some of them knew he and the others were around, but not all of them managed to meet up with each other.


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XyZspineZyX
07-26-2003, 01:55 PM
My Uncle Wallace went in on Sword beach on D-Day,I cannot find which British Regiment he was with at the moment and he passed away about 15 years ago unfortunately.
His brother,my Uncle Ron,was with the British 6th Airborne(Gliders)Ox and Bucks Regiment.He went into Europe on D-Day+1.He fought in the Ardennes during the Battle of the Bulge and was made POW by the Waffen SS who he describes as the most professional soldiers he has ever seen and also said they were very courteous(!?)
After the war he went to Palestine to protect the Palestians from the Israelis as they fought against the British for an independant state.
His abiding memories are the sound of the MG42 and being strafed by Fw190's.
He gave me his original Airborne "Pegasus" uniform patch some years ago and it has pride of place in my model and figure display in a display case in my living room.

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XyZspineZyX
07-26-2003, 02:17 PM
one of my grandads fought in burma as a tank gunner in the British army,he died before i was born but told my dad about how they used to get rid of snipers, they loaded special shells containing ball bearings and fired them into the undergrowth where they suspected they were hiding, he also told my dad how he was perparing to invade japan before the end of the war.

My other grandad was an artilary officer in the european theatre, he was in the ardenes region durrning the christmas of the german counter attack and recalled how there was alont of paranoia about german's posing as allied troops.

XyZspineZyX
07-26-2003, 03:29 PM
My grandfather was a navigator on RAF bombers. He flew in Stirlings, Halifaxs and finally Lancasters against Germany. He did 50 combat missions and then left the European front and was based in Palestine. After a period there he was posted to India and Ceylon (now Sri Lanka) with 601 Sqn. He finished the war as a Flight Lt. the RAF equivalent of Captain.

My other grandfather was a submariner. I don't know much about his war because he never talked about it but I know that by sheer coincidence he was based in Sri Lanka at the same time as my other grandfather!

XyZspineZyX
07-26-2003, 05:20 PM
My grandmother's brother was a German soldier. He died on a ship when it was bombed.

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XyZspineZyX
08-11-2003, 10:06 AM
TaffyTheDragon wrote:
- My grandfather, Leading Seaman Edward John Smith,
- was a career sailor and, at some point, batman

Impressive. So your grandfather was batman ?

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XyZspineZyX
08-11-2003, 10:11 AM
Well, My grand-Uncle was Raymond Lallemand.

Belgian pilot, integrated in the RAF after the defeat of May40. He became an ace on Spits, was the squadron leader of the 609th squadron at Biggin hill, pioneered the rocket attacks from typhoons and got severely wounded by flak over Arnhem (Got completely disfigured. ).

The guy is still alive but not really a pleasant company unfortunaltely...

Too bad, I'd love to talk with him about that time...

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fluke39
08-11-2003, 10:35 AM
TaffyTheDragon wrote:
There's an
- interesting family legend that says my mother (then
- 2 yrs old) was at home with the family in Plymouth
- when they were attacked by an enemy agent of some
- kind and shots were fired. My grandmother grabbed
- the children and they hid under a table while my
- grandfather escaped out of the back door. They never
- saw him again.
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- My uncle still has my grandfather's pistol that was
- left in the house on the day of the enemy-agent
- attack on the house. I believe the attack happened,
- but am not convinced that there was an enemy agent
- involved.
-
-

do you mean that you believe some english person made an attack or your grandfather made the attack and was so ashamed or thought it better if he wasn't around her so he couldn't do it again - so he left?
or even that your grandma attacked him ?


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XyZspineZyX
08-11-2003, 10:50 AM
My Granpa.He came all the way through the war,from Moscow 1941 to Berlin 1945.Am I so proud of him!Svetloi emu pamiati!!!



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XyZspineZyX
08-11-2003, 10:51 AM
I had 2 Uncles that where Rats of Tobruk, my father served with 2 other of my Uncles in the Royal Australian Navy in the Pacific.

Plenty of Pacific War photos around my fathers home, he is dead now died 2 years ago, I am currently fighting a legal battle with my fathers step family to recover parts of his estate, which includes about 250 Black and white photos my father took all through the war torn Pacific region, because he was a seaman on HMAS Westralia a troop transport he took some spectacular photos of the American Battle ships
literaly ripping Palm groved beaches to pieces, prior to the troops landing in the barges, plus other war damage photos etc etc.

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XyZspineZyX
08-11-2003, 01:45 PM
My Grandparents are all too young, most being born after the war, everyone in my family is young. all had Kids early, e.g. my dad is 39 and i am 19, but my Great grandad on my fathers side fought in WWI. I have one of his medals. He died 17 years ago(ish) so I don't know much about what he did. He was totally unhurt though as he was a fireman after WWII. He was in the Home Guard in WWII, and I have his home defence medal as well.
We should all learn as much as we can from WWI and II vets as they are decreasing in number all the time. Once they pass away, all the best stories and evidence goes with them.

XyZspineZyX
08-11-2003, 03:03 PM
My great uncle was a tail gunner in a Lancaster I believe. I do not know much about his time there yet but it is something I am delving into. He was shot down and had to hide in a French family's house for quite some time before he could make his way to safety. I believe he eventually lost his leg to injuries sustained in the crash.

XyZspineZyX
08-11-2003, 06:24 PM
My both grandfathers fought in the Continuation War as infantrymen on the Finnish side. My father's father died in a train accident in -53 so naturally I never knew him, but my maternal grandfather is still alive. When I was a kid he used to talk about those times - not so much these days, though.

I remember one story he told me, from the summer of -44 when Finns were retreating and they had to cross a river by swimming because all nearby bridges were already destroyed. They had lots of wounded men with them and the healthy ones had to drag them behind themselves as they swam across the river. There was, however, one healthy man who refused to come to the water because he feared the water and didn't know how to swim. They tried to persuade him to come with them but the Russians were getting closer and eventually they just had to leave him behind because they had enough trouble with all the wounded men. So he stayed and covered their escape with his Suomi machinepistol. My grandfather never again heard about that man or what happened to him. He always gets real quiet and "just gets some dirt in his eyes that need to rubbed away" when he's telling that story.

My wife's grandfather and his brother were both pilots in the FAF, at least during the Winter War. I found about this only when I saw a picture of one of them in my mother-in-law's bookshelf, smiling and standing in front of a prop plane that looked vaguely familiar. I took a closer look and recognized the propeller - it was a Brewster! Most of the time they transported planes from Sweden, although one of them had 1.5 confirmed kills (the .5 was a SB-2 he shared with Joppe Karhunen). They both are sadly dead these days, having passed away before I could have a chat with them.


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XyZspineZyX
08-11-2003, 08:15 PM
My father served in the fleet Air Arm, he never really talked about it much though. I think he was just glad he made it home after what he went through.

I'm kind of dissapointed I didn't ask him more about it before he passed away.

Anyway, I scanned some of the shots from his album :

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XyZspineZyX
08-11-2003, 09:46 PM
Grandfather: PFC in Mindanoa, Phillipines 44'

Step Grandfather: B-24 Pilot and group commander in Pacific, 43-45'

Step Great-Grandfather: Sergeant With Patton's Army, drove tank killer

Step Great-Uncle: B-29 Engineer, Died when he crashed into a cliff (can't remember the island) returning from raid on Japan,

Great Uncle: B-17 Tail Gunner, shot down over Germany, only one to survive from his crew. Nearly pitchforked by a german farmer. At the POW camp they patched him up and treated him fairly well.

XyZspineZyX
08-11-2003, 09:51 PM
I'm Greek.
Gradfather fought in North Afrika, including El Alamein.
He survived the war.
Died two years after I was born unfortunately so I don't remember him from when he was alive.

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XyZspineZyX
08-11-2003, 09:56 PM
Oops, my grandfather in the phillipines was 1945, not 44'.

Also, I forgot another great uncle who was an engineer on the road through Iran that the Americans and Brits used to get supplies to the Soviets.

XyZspineZyX
08-11-2003, 10:00 PM
Yhea, who fought in my family?

Grandfather, and a cousin or something. Both flew B-24's.

Oh, and one of them was "Theodore Eicke" he kinda commanded the 3rd SS Totenkph on the Eastern front untill some Russians did me a favor in 1943. There wasn't any room in his recon aircraft to get his parachute on. http://ubbxforums.ubi.com/infopop/emoticons/icon_smile.gif

XyZspineZyX
08-11-2003, 10:01 PM
grand pa he was a battle ship gunner

XyZspineZyX
08-11-2003, 10:13 PM
My father (who died in 2001) was a pilot (observation or liaison planes) in the USAAF. He was also a crew chief on P-38s and P-39s. He was in North Africa (served from 1939-1944) but discharged because of malaria. I don't think he saw much combat but a lot of his buddies died from drowning during the invasion of North Africa.

My uncle was wounded at the Battle of the Bulge (sp. I think) but may have been elsewhere. He drowned when I was very young so I never heard his stories.

Great grandfather killed fighting for the South during the civil war (enlisted at 47 for reason no one understands since our family is from the mountains of NC which were pro union and no one owned slaves -- probably was paid to take someone's place in the draft).

Vietnam for me.

Nothing distinguished but my family has always gone. Brother retired as a Major (airforce) and 1st cousin just made bird Col.(he was wounded in Vietnam and got a PhD but went back into the army after a 10 year break).

XyZspineZyX
08-11-2003, 10:13 PM
My brother,Crichton Anthony Smith, (Tony) was a Sgt Pilot VR and flew hurricanes in South of England with, I believe, Sailor Malan. He was killed in 1941 age 21 after his hurricane caught fire on a training flight and crashed.

My brother-in-law, Jack Ellis flew Fairey Swordfish for the RN Fleet-Air-Arm. He took part in the Taranto raid where most of the Italian fleet was sunk. He survived the war. His nickname was Tolly Jar (a corruption of Jolly Tar).

XyZspineZyX
08-11-2003, 10:55 PM
My grandfather was on a submarine in the Pacific Theater. He switched from one sub to another. His former sub ended up being the last submarine sunk in WW2, and it was taken out by a plane dropping bombs.

While on his 2nd submarine, he was injured when his submarine was strafed by an A6M Zero!

XyZspineZyX
08-11-2003, 11:30 PM
Grandad on my father's side was a machine-gunner in the U.S. 34th Infantry Division (Red Bull), 44-45 in northern Italy.

Grandad on my mom's side trained to fly ball turret position in B-24s, but was switched to radar operator training (for night-bombing in Japan) days before his graduation. Consequently he was still in training when the war ended.

And my grandma was a nurse in a stateside veteran's psychiatric hospital.

XyZspineZyX
08-12-2003, 12:26 AM
My grandpa (paternal) died before i was born, didnt know many what he did.....but one thing:
It was after D-Day somewhere in france, he sat in a trench with his unit and he had to see whats going on, so he put the binocular on the edge of the trench, helmet directly laying on the bino‚¬īs, was watching, then he felt a hit, and he was directly KO.......
As he wakes up, he felt blood&brain overall on him, and thought, this was it..............then he realized the bullet ricochets of his helmet(and tumbles) into the trench where it rips off half of a head of a soldier who didnt wear his helmet......

My other grandpa dies when i was a teen, but he never told anything to us kids and only to my parents if he had a beer too much.......my father told me this stories.....
He was in 6. Army, driving a motorcycle, perhaps with sidecar, not sure.....once he scouted a kolchose(?!?‚?), then leads the tanks to it after report, to destroy, he got a medal for that action.........
And on the way to stalingrad, as his unit rests, he sleeps under a tree, he wakes up cause and heard:"Fighterbomber incoming" but he had no chance to get cover..........the fighter threw a bomb, he got a splinter (it measures 30-40 cm) into his right tight..........for great luck he had good connections to a stabsarzt, else he had lost the leg......the whole front of the tight was a whole scar!!!!!
He was sent back to germany, then to Italy to get fit for the front which took time........
Next thing i know is, that he was fighting at Monte Cassino(for sure reactivated as the allied invade italy)........they run out of food and ammunition but the superior officer was a fanatic nazi with the attitude:"To last man, to last bullet"..........not long after this nazi got shot dead, the unit surrendered.........
As the allied approaches to get them POW, he forgot to wear-off his overcoat full of grenades..............for GREAT luck they didnt shot him!!!!!!(when i watch movies like james ryan or band of brothers......)
Hmm and i read somewhere here @ GD forum, they allied where thinking of using gas at monte cassino..............i woulnd write here.......

In british POW he wasnt threatened well he had to do really hard workin a quarry(cause he was a tall and very strong man)...........till a british officer was complaining, that his tight wound was to heavy for that.......
Then he went to POW in the USA, where he had a very good time till ho got sent home........

Regards,
III/JG53_Horus

XyZspineZyX
08-12-2003, 03:06 AM
The allies were not planning or contemplating the use of gas on Monte Cassino. There were stocks of chem. weapons positioned in Italy, but that was in case the Germans got desperate and started using them. Why open that can of worms to capture one mountain when your enemy had yet to show any intention of employing such weapons?

XyZspineZyX
08-12-2003, 03:19 AM
Both grandfathers took part in WWII. One American and one German.

My American Grandfather told me that he once shot at one of his own MGs which was covered with a green tarp. He thought it was a Germany hiding in a ditch & shot it. The Army charged him something like $300 to pay for the MG.

He also said that he did some things that he was not proud of. Not sure what he meant by that but he never said.

My German Grandfather (Mom's Side) was a Grenadier in the Wehrmacht from what I understand. He never talked about the war at all and it was hard for me to talk to him as I had almost completely forgotten my German. What amazes me is that he and his wife survived WWII and raised 8 kids in post WWII Germany. Simply amazing. My Grandmother raised me also for some time until my Mom married a GI and I was adopted by him etc yadayadayada. Social History is strange.

Both of my Grandfathers are dead now as well as my German Oma. My American Grandmother OTOH is still kicking but she is in her 80s and actually wants to go. She lives in a nursing home. She sometimes can remember stuff that happened 60 or 70 years ago in detail and talks about it as if it happened yesterday. She may outlive me LOL.

XyZspineZyX
08-12-2003, 04:20 AM
i was in ww2 ....shoot my self in the foot aint gonna say how it happend but ill tell ya it involved a donkey

"life moves preaty fast if you dont stop and look around once and a while you could miss it" {Ferris Bueller}

XyZspineZyX
08-12-2003, 05:26 AM
My Grandpa fought as an anti-aircraft gunner on board the USS Hornet, my Great Grandpa also fought in world war one as an aircraft pilot

XyZspineZyX
08-12-2003, 05:27 AM
My father (USN) commanded a YP (Yard Patrol) craft in harbor duty in US, then commanded the boat pool at a naval base in Arizona (landlocked state, go figure) for a while. He was fluent in German from studying in high school and college, so of course he was sent to the PTO where he was a Beachmaster at the invasion of Okinawa.

My father-in-law made training films for US Army and then served in the occupation force in Japan right after the end of the war.

Wir sind die schwarzen Husaren der Luft,
Die Stukas, die Stukas, die Stukas.

... "Stuka-Lied"

XyZspineZyX
08-12-2003, 09:46 AM
My family is Australian, with the last members of my family emigrating from England in 1922. The first members came out at her majesties pleasure around 1813. (Eg in chains - so they werent too bad - anybody doing something bad got death, minor infringement got 7 years in Australia).

My Nana was in London during WW1. She told me a story about the german zepplins coming over. They could here them at night with there engines, BBBRRRRRRRR in the darkness. They usually preferred cloudy nights.

One night a Zepplin came over and the searchlights caught it in open sky. The batteries at "Green Park"? opened up and hit it in the middle. It fell like two pieces of a huge sausage on fire. Apparently everybody cheered and went to the park where it landed the next day to look at the wreckage. They hated the zepplins.

She had two brothers. One was in the KRRC and served on the western front. We dont know a lot about him. He was killed/died in April 1915. He died at a hospital station near bethune in france. So much death on the western front.

The other was in the merchant marine who travelled between England and France. I have a letter form him how they were loading men, stores and horses for the BEF and how they feared being torpedoed at night in the channel. He was torpedoed at night and he was killed.

My Grandfather served in Salonika with the british forces. He died before i was born, and so i dont know a great deal about him.

In the late 30's my father was in the Australian army. He had worked as a welder on the railways building trains. Just before the war he left the army and returned to the railways to build trains. The unit that he was with landed in Singapore just a few days before the surrender to the Japanese. These guys ended up on the burma railway and of the 1000 that went only about 200 returned home. In some ways im lucky to be here.

My mothers brother was in the Australian Army. He served in New Guinea. They went away and didnt come home for 3 years. He served at Milne Bay against the Japanese. He never spoke about what happened but it was really bad.

Milne bay was the first place that the Japanese were defeated on land. Not long before my mother died he opened up a tiny bit about it. There were no prisoners. Neither side took them. If a japanese approached you even with a white flag you shot them. 9/10 they were strapped with grenades. It was just plan nasty fighting, hand to hand, whatever it took, and not an inch was given on either side. The aussies had there backs to the wall and were not going to let them get through.

"Australian troops had, at Milne Bay, inflicted on the Japanese their first undoubted defeat on land.

Some of us may forget that, of all the allies, it was the Australians who first broke the invincibility of the Japanese army".

Field-marshal Sir William Slim, Defeat Into Victory "

RAF74 Taipan

XyZspineZyX
08-12-2003, 09:55 AM
great stuff. and if you think about it,...i mean.....60 years ago our grandparents were shooting at each other in france, africa, pacific, russia,... and now we are sitting here talking to each other....60years later. that's what i call positive development, they never had the chance to talk to each other,...


http://www.greenhearts.org/

XyZspineZyX
08-12-2003, 10:03 AM
I'm Spanish. My grandpa was a merchant sailor. He worked as a radio operator in some Panama and US convoy transports. He survived an U-Boat attack in 1941, when his ship managed to escape a torpedo run.

His brother fought in Spanish Civil War as a Republican sergeant. After the war he exiled to France, and when Germans invaded the country he joined the Resistance. He was surprised when trying to make sabotage in a radio station during the Overlord Campaign in 1944, and was executed.

My uncle's father was a Spanish volunteer who fought in Russia for the Germans, as part of the "Blue Division", a voluntary army sent by Franco by mid-war (as a response to German support during SCW). He was wounded and half-frozen and had breathing troubles for the rest of his life.



- Dux Corvan -

"It doesn't matter how good you are: In a crowded dogfight even the most experienced ace can be downed by a rookie; so, surviving an air war is just a matter of luck. However, an agressive attitude is the only one that gives you a chance to live, for runners are generally chased to death."
(Captain Lacalle, ace of the Republican Air Force during the Spanish Civil War.)

XyZspineZyX
08-12-2003, 10:18 AM
Yep. Dad was a royal engineer. Granddad helped desighned a few tanks.

I asked my father about it once when I co-opted a berry pistol from the closet.

We're you in the army?

Yes I built bridges.

Insert-Confused little kid look-

You built bridges?

- dad looks at pistol and sort of does a body sigh-

Well there were germans shooting at us when we were doing it.

Bridges?

/funny dad look

Yes bridges.



Years later after reading a bit about what they did. Yowza! What a funny funny guy.

Great guy. Love him to death. Possibly the best man ever!

Air_Bomber
11-01-2005, 02:09 PM
I'm still researching a lot of this stuff as we speak.

My grandfather (mum's dad): Joined RCAF in 1942, Received commission in 1943. Became an instructor in British Commonwealth Air Training Plan (BCATP), stationed in Ontario (No. 1 Training Command). Moved to reserve in 1946. Retired in 1958 as Flight Lieutenant.

My great-uncle (dad's uncle): Recruited to RAF when he was at Boeing's flight school in 1940. Flew Blenheims and Beaufighters during Battle of Britain. 1941-42 flew Lancasters. Switched to USAAF in 1942 or 43, and flew more bombers. Moved to Transport Command and flew C-47s. Discharged 1945.

My great-uncle (dad's other uncle): Joined RCAF Volunteer Reserve, flew Short Sunderlands up and down Canada's Atlantic Coast on sub-hunter missions. Not much else is known at this time.

My grandma's (mum's mum) sweetheart during the young adult years: Mark H. Brown, flew Hurricanes with No 1 Sqn during Battle of France and Battle of Britain, becoming Canada's first ace of WW2. Became a Wing Commander, spent some time with a unit made up of a large number of Czech fliers, and was shot down over Sicily in November, 1941. By that time he had amassed 18-20 kills (conflicting reports exist), and by the end of the war, only a handful of pilots had surpassed his score. He often flew as the wingman for the Squadron Leader, flying in aircraft JX*B.

That's all I know. I'm in the process, like I said, of doing research. If anyone has experience getting information from the government, please share your experiences. As an American/Canadian, I'm not sure how easy it would be to get military records and files from the RAF. Any ideas, anyone?

scootertgm
11-01-2005, 03:47 PM
My grandfather faught in WWII in teh American Infantry and was the BAR operator. His unit was taken ou tduring the battle of the buldge and he was wounded. Later he found out he was the only survivor of his unit. He never spoke much about it.

His first cousin was Fritz Wolfe. Fritz flew with the AVG and later scored his 5th kill over southern Japan operating off a carrier.

sokil
11-01-2005, 04:32 PM
My grandfather on father's side was in Red Army in artillery and fought from June 1941 until May 1945, he passed away last September. Very sad...

my grandfather on mother's side was a railwayman all his life, was in infantry when Germany invaded Soviet Union and returned to fixinf railroads after Kyiv was liberated.
I have so many questions that I wish I could ask and all the time that I could have spent with them.

gates123
11-01-2005, 04:43 PM
My grandfather served in the US navy on DD-515 USS Anthony. He was a 20mm anti-ac gunner. Served in the Pacific from in '43 to '45.

Was there for the landing at Bouginville. There his small destroyer shot down 7 japanese aircraft during that operation. 4 in one day. Later took part in the invasion of the Phillipines and later Guam and Iwo Jima. Their destroyer was credited with 13 AC kills by the end of the war. Most by a destroyer in the pacific fleet.

They also took part in "picket duty" off Okinawa. Dodged Kamakazis and rescued pilots for 2 months. Lost 2 adjacent destroyers to kamakazis in one day. A fighter just missed the ships mask on that attack. Was the only surviving ship in their sector to make it back to the fleet that day. He's been gone now for about 7 years and I wish I got another chance to grill him about what he saw cause he was proud of his ship and wasnt afraid or hesistent to talk about what he saw.

Anyways here is more from his ships paraphrased logs:

Her first such operation was the assault on Bougainville at the beginning of November 1943, in which she bombarded targets ashore and protected shipping against air and submarine threats. In January 1944 the destroyer took part in an action against Japanese shipping near Bougainville. She also supported the landings on Green Island and Emirau in February and March, as well as shelling the enemy base at Rabaul.

In June 1944 USS Anthony moved into the central Pacific to partipate in the invasions of Saipan and, in July, of Guam. She was also among the ships screening U.S. aircraft carriers during the mid-June Battle of the Philippine Sea. Following an October-December 1944 overhaul at Mare Island, California, Anthony arrived back in the western Pacific war zone in time to take part in the Iwo Jima landings in February 1945. Between late March and early June she was generally off Okinawa, providing gunfire support, protecting other ships and serving as a radar picket. She escaped damage from several Japanese air attacks, but was holed on 7 June 1945 when a Kamikaze suicide plane crashed nearby. However, none of her crew lost their lives in this incident, and Anthony remained in action. In July she twice made anti-shipping raids off China.

snafu73
11-01-2005, 05:18 PM
My Dad often tells the story of when his Dads brother signed up for service right at the start of the war, at the time he was a miner, when it came to embarkation the ENTIRE workforce of the pit turned up to wave him off on the train (when it gets to this bit my Dads eyes always water).

He went on to fight in the Infantry in the battle of France and ultimately get evacuated from Dunkirk. On his return to England he volunteered for the Royal tank regiment and found himself in the 21st Lancers - fighting all the way from one end of North Africa to the other, then sicily then onto Italy.

I only met him a couple of times, and on one of those occasions (I must have been only about 12) my Dad asked me if I wanted to ask my uncle Les any questions about his experiences, I coloured up and went all shy and could'nt say anything. Now, I'm sad to say his experiences are lost forever.

My Grandad on the other side of the family was a mechanic on Blenheims and Beaufighters, one of his brothers flew in Bomber command but the only thing I've ever been able to find out about him was that "He flew with Canadians"!

blairgowrie
11-01-2005, 05:29 PM
Yes. Several members of my immediate family fought in WW2

Tooz_69GIAP
11-01-2005, 06:14 PM
My knowledge is scarse on details, but I know a little. My maternal great grandfather apparently was involved with the Danish Resistance. He was sent to a concentration camp for about two years until the end of the war.

His sister (my great aunt) got involved with a German occupation soldier, and got pregnant. I don't know if they got married or not, but his unit was pulled back, and he never came back, whereas she left the community, and never went back.

Also, a great uncle emigrated to the US (Iowa I think) in the early 1920's with his family. I think a son fought in the USAAF, but details are sketchy there too.

On my father's side, I'm not sure, but I think one of his uncles, or a cousin, fought for the Danish SS regiment on the East Front. I don't know any other details about that.

My step-mother's father was in the Royal Electrical and Mechanical Engineers (R.E.M.E.) for pretty much the whole war. I asked him once if he fought in the war, and he simply answered "yes". He offered nothing else, and I didn't push the matter. Subsequently, he was a pretty famous rally driver in his day, in the early 1960's, winning the RAC Rally on three occassions, and was, I think, the highest placed private driver in the Monte Carlo Rally on three occassions. He was known as the "Ironman of Scotland". He drove a mini!

That's all the ones I know of.

(Edit: my ex-girlfriend's grandfather on her mother's side served in the French Navy in the Med during the war. He doesn't think much of the British to this day!)

zombiewolf92553
11-01-2005, 06:19 PM
My Uncle George served on the HMS Ajax and Ramiless.
My mom and her family grew up in London during the Blitz.
She often tells me about standing on her porch and watching the battle of Britan. Tells the story of a German pilot Parachuting in nearby.
He was captured by the local women amd after Tea'd and biscuited was turned over to the authorities

Archangel2980
11-01-2005, 06:22 PM
My grandma was a lady of the night she served our boys well through out the war, I'm proud of her contribution to the war effort.

MarkGos
11-01-2005, 06:59 PM
My Father was a Pilot in RNZAF Sqdn 75 (Lancasters) from late 42 till wars end. Originally joined the Army and volunteered for Bomber Command. Flew 36 missions with the last raid on the Eagles Nest Bavaria in daylight.

He's still with us (83 years young) and I'm planning to take him to the Australian War Memorial in Canberra to visit the newish display of G for George (Lanc) that has a multi-media display showing wartime footage and telling the story of Bomber Command. I've already seen it with my Kids ( 10 & 11 Y.O) and whilst I was there a school group came through. Before the show they were all screaming and hollering like kids do. Total silence through the presentation and then for the next 10 minutes after the show. Show is very moving stuff and obviously affected the kids also. Would recommend to anyone with a interest in aircraft / WW2.

zombiewolf92553
11-02-2005, 12:20 AM
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Originally posted by Archangel2980:
My grandma was a lady of the night she served our boys well through out the war, I'm proud of her contribution to the war effort. </div></BLOCKQUOTE>

wOW A VAMPIRE

WOLFMondo
11-02-2005, 12:47 AM
My fathers father and his Brother were both pom pom gunners on Royal Navy cruisers. Both served in the mediteranean during the Malta convoys and later in the BPF. He didn't talk to much about the war, he was on several ships that were sunk including the Manchester and lost a great deal of freinds.

My fathers mother was an RAF auxilary plotter, she would help ferry aircraft around the world.

My Mothers father was a triage nurse in bomber command then later with the 2nd TAF. He was basically the guy that would enter crash landed planes and get the crews outs. After 4 years experaince doing this he got moved to the 2nd TAF. Some of his stories are horrific. The worst ones are in Falais after the 2nd TAF and 9th AF destruction. He said to me once you could smell the stench of the corpses miles away.

Capt.LoneRanger
11-02-2005, 01:36 AM
My grandpa was Feldwebel in the Wehrmacht when the war startet. He was an infantry-man before Hitler came, but then he didn't have much of a choice.
He fought on the western front, was in the Normandy until just 2 weeks before the invasion, was transfered then to the eastern front and imprisoned there, when the tide turned against Germany. He managed to escape and got all the way from Kiev to Cologne on foot and a bicycle.
His brothers all died in the war, as did the brother of my grandma. My grandpa was wounded 2 times in battle.

269GA-Veltro
11-02-2005, 01:56 AM
My grand father and his brother.
Spain (only my GF) and after both in North Africa, in the italian Army.

They were in the "Mussolini's Boys" (Reggimento GG.FF), and they fought during the operation Crusader in the Battle of Bir El gobi.
My grand father (a captain) survived, his brother (Caporal) died in that battle when he was 20 years old, killed by a Valentine tank.

WTE_Ibis
11-02-2005, 02:02 AM
My father fought in New Guinea, he is now pushing 88 years and still has trouble sleeping. He says that he sometimes hears the Japanese still calling from the jungle at night and though he doesn't talk about it I know he went through hell. http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/16x16_smiley-sad.gif

x6BL_Brando
11-02-2005, 02:51 AM
My late father fought through Africs and then through France & Germany. He was in a recovery unit attached to the Tank Regiment. I remember him telling me proudly of his unit's ability to empty a burning Churchill of it's crew in a very short time. They'd devised a method using webbing straps that practically catapulted the guys out of the tank into the hands of the medics - and the method was adopted across the board.
It's no surprise that they wanted to do the job quickly. Flames licking around the ammo bins, acrid smoke, jagged metal - the inside of a tank about to brew was no place to be. I know they saved scores of very grateful men from a painful death. He had many letters of thanks from all over.

Lucius_Esox
11-02-2005, 02:54 AM
My poor old dad was in the R.E.M.E. in the 2ww. He went in second wave at sword beach on D day..

One of his less salubrious jobs was recovering lost tanks from the battlfield,, a hose was a most used tool..

I once said to him in youthfull inocence (when in my early twenties and into wargames) "I wish I had been there to see it", he just looked at me with what amounted to contempt and said "you could have had my place"

hmm.

fly_zo
11-02-2005, 03:10 AM
hi,

My grandpa was in : Mornarica kraljevine Jugoslavije ( Yugoslavian royal navy) and afterward in partizans. He don't like to talk about war times though.
My grandma's brother ( is this correct expression !?) was in submarine and he disappear in Blaiburg field in Austria after surrendering to partizans.

so you see i had family on both sides in ww2

ploughman
11-02-2005, 03:14 AM
I had three grandads (an extra one due to divorce and remarriage) who all served in WWII. One was a Sqd. Leader on Halifaxes. He never talked about it. My maternal grandfather was in the 8th Army and fought through the desert to the end. He taught me small unit tactics with my toy soldiers when I was a kid but never told me anything about the actual war. My paternal grandfather was in the merchant marine and was topedoed twice and survived despite being unable to swim. His brother was killed by a German raider early in the war, I think it was the Graf Spee but it might've been one of the armed merchant cruisers. An old family friend, who died in the late 1980s, was an officer in the the Royal Engineers and was trapped in the Kohima pocket. He told me about it once. He had a scar on his neck from where a Japanese soldier had tried to bite his throat out in hand to hand fighting. He told me how, at night, he'd lead small parties out beyond the perimeter to retrieve supplies that had been air-dropped to them, they would meet enemy patrols and have desperate little combats amongst the wrecked trees and parachute silk. At one time he said their perimeter was reduced down to the size of a tennis court.

Banger2004
11-02-2005, 03:21 AM
My father flew with RAF Bomber Command as a navigator, my grandfather (on mothers side) was in the Luftwaffe (its a long story)! His brother was in the Wehrmacht, mainly Russian front. He was captured in 1944 and eventually walked into his front room around 1956, after everyone had assumed he was dead.

Sadly all have long since passed away, and I miss them all, along with their tales of their experiences.

jds1978
11-02-2005, 03:36 AM
my great uncle Clareance flew as an arty spotter for Bradley's Army Group after OVERLORD.

he flew those cesna thingies (sorry i'm ignorant as to it's official designation) in low and slow circles over the front. very dangerous. since he was completely colorblind he was able to see through the German camoflage schemes and nettings http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/16x16_smiley-very-happy.gif

my great uncle Rainey was a member of the 10th Mountain Division. He participated in the re-taking of the Aleutian Island chain and was later shipped out to the Italian campaign where he was wounded and sent back to the States in 1944.

my grandfather worked as a mechanic for the USAAC. he was never sent overseas because the war ended shortly after his basic training.

although technically not family, my "uncle" Gene
(an old family friend) volunteered for the Airborne. He made the Normandy drop, MARKET GARDEN, and fought in the Ardennes w/ the 82nd AB.

woofiedog
11-02-2005, 04:21 AM
There were 5 uncles on my fathers side[Two were in the navy, one a Navy SeaBee [sitting on the L]three in the Army, one piloted Landing Craft[top of picture on the R] and the othert two were in the Infantry and two of my mothers brothers [one was a Navy Pilot and flew of from the carrier's and the other also a Army Air Corp Pilot flew B-29's over Japan] that served during the Second World War.

One my Uncle Barney who served in the 39 Inf, 9th Inf Div as a PFC and passed away from wounds recieved on October 10 1944 in the fighting around Aachen Germany.

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v438/woofiedog/BarneysStory.jpg

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v438/woofiedog/Barney4.jpg

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v438/woofiedog/Barney5.jpg
My fathers family at Barney's Funeral in 1948 when they brought him back home.

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v438/woofiedog/Barney3.jpg

SOLO_Bones
11-02-2005, 04:27 AM
My father (still alive and well) was a pilot with Bomber Command. He was RCAF who flew with an RAF Pathfinder Squadron out of Oakington. He flew 26 ops before finally getting shot down losing two crewmen. He spent the rest of the war in Stalag Luft 3, escaping May 7 from the allied Russian "liberators". BTW History Channel here in Canada has a show Airing Nov. 7-10 called "Bomber Boys, the fighting Lancaster". Sounds really interesting.

HeinzRitter
11-02-2005, 04:30 AM
My grandpa was an artillery spotter of Finnish Defence Forces. http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/16x16_smiley-happy.gif During the war he reached the rank of ylikersantti (1st sergeant), and he was awarded cross of freedom 4th class.http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/16x16_smiley-happy.gif

My greatuncle was a finnish SS-volunteer, he fought at the eastern front as SS-unterscharfuhrer. Later, when he was sent back to Finland, he served as V√¬§√¬§peli. He also fought against germans in Lappi. He got awarded Medal of Freedom 2nd and 1st class.

My greatgrandpa, was a machinegunner of Finnish Defence Forces. Once, during a battle, a syberian sniper shot everyone else in his machinegun crew. My greatgrandpa was the only survivor, the sniper didn't shoot him for some reason.

My another greatgrandpa, was an infantry man. I don't know too much about him.

My g

Codex1971
11-02-2005, 05:48 AM
My Grandfather...Hanz

Fought from the start of the war until 1944. He was captured by US forces in France, not long after the landings. He saw most of the war on the Russian front but was later transfered to France to meet the allies there. He was a MG42 gunner, and held the highest kill score in his regiment(?). He often said to me he also held the record for the quickest time for changing the MG42 barrells and used special thermal protective gloves the barrells got that hot, because of his speed in changing the barrells he also told me that he was once stationed at the Maschinengewehr factory where the MG42 was built to test out new barrells and weapons.

When I asked about his capture he said to me he recived 3 bullet wounds, one in his leg, one in his back and one went through his chest, luckly missing his heart. He then went on to say "...there were just too many of them." He passed away in 1998 aged 83.

http://www.members.optusnet.com.au/codex1971/Images/Opa2.jpg

SidCheshire
11-02-2005, 09:26 AM
My uncle, Flight Sergeant Philip Harold Bullock (aged 21), flew from RAF Marham in Short Stirlings as Flight Engineer with 218 Squadron. He was unfortunately shot down on the night of 25-26 April 1942 whilst on a raid to Pilsen, flying in W7506, HA - K. No crew survived as it was believed to be a catastrohic event ie. direct flak hit, internal bomb load detonation or very effective night fighter fire. Extensive enquires, including net searches of local papers near the crash site at Hugelsheim, near Baden-Baden, in southern Germany and searching the Luftwaffe/ground forces records have not been able to confirm anything. Unfortunately, one of the downfalls of night operations was that it was not possible to always corroborate aircrew reports of the events surrounding the downing of an aircraft eg. type, squadron and local activity.
My grandfather served in the Worcesterhire Yeomanry in WW1 and had also spent time with the fledgling Royal Air Force in 1918.

TheCrux
11-02-2005, 12:08 PM
My Uncle on my father's side.

B-17 Tail gunner, and then gunnery intstructor.

Saw him lots when I was younger...but that was before I had knowledge or interest in war history. Saw him sporadically after that ( we lived 1000 miles apart )

Finally visited him 3 years ago and he was telling me about it all. FWIW, one thing that stands out was he made mention several times that in his opinion, the Fw-190 was a well armored plane. Also difficult to track a fast moving speck as it was hard from far off to detirmine their course to set up lead/lag aiming as they came at you at high speed.

RAF74_Poker
11-02-2005, 12:50 PM
My paternal grandfather began the war w/ merchant marine - sunk 2 times, and so joined the RN. Served on HMS Belfast through the rest of the war.
His station was middle gun, B turret.
He didn't talk about the war much but did show me a couple of pictures from when they escorted a couple of convoys bound for Russia - ice covered decks and railings, etc..

NorrisMcWhirter
11-02-2005, 01:01 PM
My grandfather was in N Africa but not too much was known about it.

I've been told my other grandfather lied about his age to join up and fought in WW1 although, from his age, it must have been near to the end of the war.

Both survived, I'm happy to say.

My dad's mate used to be a gunner on Lancs and was shot down twice by the Americans. He must have been lucky, too, cos he survived both times. Just as well cos he ended running a really good chippy.

Ta,
Norris

iron_guantlet
11-02-2005, 03:31 PM
my grandpa enlisted into the U.S.army aircorp in 42. He was being trained as a navigator for heavy bombers when his C.O. told him he was being reassigned on training as a bottom ball gunner on the B-17 becuase of his small size(he was only 5'4'') he was perfect size for it and becuase there was a shortage at the time of small guys for this job. He told me that on his first mission over France he melted the barells on his .50's becuase he held the fireng button down to long when 3 109's was makeing a pass on his bomber box he said it was out of pure fear of the first time being in combat that cuased him to do this. By the time the war ended he was able to claim a 109 and a 190 and had 2 probables he was awarded the purple heart twice and had a backside of german flak to prove it. I am thankfull that i was able to take him to the dedication of the WW2 memorial in Washington D.C but it was very hard for me to see a 83 year old man who i always knew as tough as nails break down cry with his fellow vets. He passed away last year.

han freak solo
11-02-2005, 04:37 PM
I'm sure I've posted this before.

One of my grandfathers was a US Navy Seabee (actually C.B. for Construction Battalion) in the PTO during the war. I assumed he had relatively safe posts since he never told me much about it.

Another grandfather of mine was a US Army Pilot in the China Burma India theater (CBI) during the war. In that theater he flew C-87 cargo aircraft which are converted B-24s. He flew many other Army aircraft when he returned to the USA as an Army flight instructor. He only talked about the planes and mentioned that his favorite plane to fly was the A-20.

My ex-wife's grandfather was a US Army ground pounder in France during 1944. KIA. I've seen the newspaper clippings. It was after D-Day. I don't have access to that info anymore, otherwise I'd post it.

jetsetsam
11-02-2005, 04:37 PM
My father was born in Victoria, British Columbia and joined the US Merchant Marine in 1941 and served on a ship laying communication cable between Alaska and the USSR. When he was 18 he joined the RCAF in 1943, received his initial training at Camp Borden and then was seconded to the British Coastal Command where he served as a machinist/gunner in PBYs (Catalinas) in Scotland, Gibralter, Kenya and even in Iran. The Iran bit was when they were shuttling PBY's between Gibralter and Iran where they were turned over to the Russians.

He told me that they dropped bombs on several submarines while stationed in Scotland but they never knew if they hit any of them. His only wounds were a piece of schrapnel in his butt and a mangled finger when he stuck it in the breech of a machine gun he was cleaning.

He always talked about so and so who didn't make it back and so and so, etc. The war decimated his generation from Victoria.

His dad served in the Royal Navy at Gibralter and then in a Canadian submarine tender on the east coast of Canada during the First World War. My mom's dad joined the Canadian Expeditionary Force in 1914, initially in the cavalry, and then the infantry where he received a gunshot to the hand, a bayonet wound to the left thigh, gassed and a damaged ankle by being run over by a truck. And he obviously lived to come home in 1918! His brother Archie was shell shocked and came home to sit at the family table shaking, drooling and messing himself, unable to speak until he died a few years later.

My grandfathers dad served in the Royal Navy and his uncle served in the Boar War and a few generations before that one of my ancestors actually participated in and survived the charge of the Light Brigade, although he was later invalided home because of cholera or something.

My brother and I are the first generation in my family for a very long time who have not had to serve in the military.

gbollin
11-02-2005, 09:43 PM
My uncle was in 29th Infantry. He was in the
third wave on Omaha beach. My dad was in the Airforce during the Korean War. My Grandfather
was in the Infantry duruing WWI.
My Great Grandfather was with a Pennsylvania
Volunteer Infantry unit during the Civil War
and fought at Gettysburg. I retired from the
US Army Infantry in 2003 serving operations
Just Cause and Desert Storm.

drose01
11-03-2005, 11:29 AM
My grandfather was a US Marine who fought in the island hopping campaigns in the later stages of the pacific war. His unit took something like 50% casualties on Okinawa.

My uncle was a Ranger Captain in the US army in the Phillipines. He won a silver star for capturing a Japanese machine gun nest, but lost his best friend in the fight. He later had a bad case of malaria.

My wife's grandfather fought in the Soviet Army in Ukraine.

SOLO_Bones
11-03-2005, 06:50 PM
And I forgot, my grandfather (pepe) was a medic in WW1. He happened to be in Halifax at the time of the "Halifax explosion". He worked around the clock doing what medics do. He was so exhausted by the experience that he lay down to catch some zzzz's. When he awoke he found himself among dozens of corpses. Other medics had mistaken him for one of the dead and placed his body with the other deceased.

CPS_Craven
11-03-2005, 08:06 PM
Very intersting thread, a lot of history held within these pages.

Starting with my grandfather, WW1 5/Wiltshire Regiment, 1914-1919. Excerpt from the Wilts War Diary for July 16 and 17 of 1915;
"July 16, Lemnos Bay, Mudros
8.30a.m Issued to men (I) 100 extra rounds ammunition,
(II) Blankets (1 per man)
(3) waterproof sheets,
(4) Iron rations
(5) 24 hours rations.
Weather cooler.
3p.m Bt H.Q (less 2nd in command) and A & B Companies were transferred to SS Osmanieh, sailed for Cape Helles, transferred (1 mile from shore) to 2 tugs."

"July 17, Gallipoli, Gully Beach
Landed at V beach at 1.25a.m. Landed quite unopposed.
B Coy and Bn H.Q. landed and marched 3 1/2 miles 3a.m to GULLY BEACH
3 a.m. Bivouacked on cliff side.
3.15 a.m A Coy followed and bivouacked at 3.15a.m.
5.10a.m C & D Coy arrived and bivouacked (under Major H.W.F Rickets) having followed by SS Elkehira
8a.m Lt J.C Bush, Lt A.W Huckett and 50 N.C.O's and men with 3 M.G. ordered to move to fire trenches permanently.
9.40a.m This party moved, man handling guns, having been delayed by lack of transport.
9.45a.m GULLY BEACH Got in touch with Bde for the first time for 19 days.
Regt is in Divisional Reserve and will move into fire trenches on Monday.
Intermittent artillery firing heard throughout the afternoon.
4-5.30p.m Shelled at long range with shrapnel. Which was burst with great regularity, but very high.
One man was wounded, but the neighbouring regiment (6th K.O. Lancaster's) report several casualties.
5.30p.m 14 Officers visited Bde H.Q but having been delayed by bad guiding, were too late to be shown the trenches.
6.15p.m A few shells came over and burst without doing any damage.
Weather fine and hot.
ACB"

Didn't have long to know Grandad well, but I do remember him saying that his time in Gallipoli was worst period of his entire life.

My father, Royal Navy WW2, joined the RN at 17 in November '42. Served on HMS Nelson from 13 September '43 to 21 June '44. A brief leave then off the Med, 2 weeks at St. Angelo (Malta), then served on HMS Rowena from 18 August '44 to 15 July '46. Fortunately Dad kept his Certificate of Service, made this writing a bit more detailed than trying to remember his few stories.

Had an uncle in 1 Canadian Parachute Battalion, of the 3rd Parachute Brigade, 6th Airborne. Don't have a lot of history there, just know that for Uncle Ray, the war ended with him taken prisoner at Arnhem.

I have the service medals of all 3 of these fine gentlemen and I hope to keep them in the family by passing them on to my son.

S~ to all veterans regardless of country or period of service.

Craven

441Spyder
11-03-2005, 10:56 PM
for me it started with my grand father in WWI he was a member of the 1st Bn Grenadier Guards Horse artillary then comes WWII
My Father
enlisted in the Btitish 8th army (Artillery) in 1938

1940 transfered to malta untill the end of the war with brief movements into north africa and into italy then back to malta
Medals: 1939/1945 Star. Africa Star. Italy Star. Defence Medal. War Medal 1939/1945
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and my uncle who served in the RAF and finished the war as a Squadron Leader and then continued on to be a test pilot for the RAF for some time

Gryphonne
11-04-2005, 03:49 AM
My grandma was called for service in the German Red Cross during WW2, later when the war had started going bad she was pressed into service with the Luftwaffe and trained as assistant mechanic. She received "military" training in firing the panzerfaust and worked with the
FW-190s, Ju-88s and Bf-109s.

In the beginning of the war she was a gardener at schloss Jagsthausen (G√¬∂tz von Berlichingen). Some early POWs were also working in the vicinity and she gave them some bread once. Soon after that she got arrested by a slightly too fanatical SA officer and she was threatened to be sent to a work (concentration) camp. Not long after that the baron von Berlichingen picked her up and threatened to take it up all the way to the highest authority if she wasn't to be released immediatly. She got lucky that day and remained in contact with the baron, exchanging letters. Somewhere during the war the baron got sent to the eastern front where he was an Oberst. Het was KIA in 1941.

She witnessed all kinds of tragedies like the aftermath at Dresden and was strafed by a terror-flieger while fleeing with her friends. She managed to roll into a ditch quickly, her friends weren't so lucky. In 1943 she even lost her fiancee on the eastern front.

She survived the war however, and is still alive. After the war she married a Polish former soldier.

Her brother was in the Wehrmacht with the Gebirgsj√¬§ger and fought in Poland, the Caucasus and Balkan. He survived the war as well, although I don't know much about him.

bazzaah2
11-04-2005, 03:55 AM
a great uncle fought in infantry post d-day, and I have the binoculars he took from a German lieutenant. He's long since passed away and his stories are lost to my family, unfortunately. My grandfather was in the AFC during the Blitz.

Jatro13th
11-04-2005, 04:05 AM
Grandfather (passed away this year age 89) fought in the war at the albanian front against the Italian Army as part of the Hellenic Army, and later on he served in the Democratic Hellenic Army, the partisans who fought in the resistance with a Communist background. Later in the Greek Civil War he was given as a "present" 6 years in jail and exile for his services.

Grandmother (age 83 currently) fought in the Joint Panhellenic Youth Organisation, an organisation which was comprised of the Greek Communist Youth that served in the Resistance.
She later also received as a "present 7 years of jail during and after the civil war, she was arrested one day after she married my aforementioned Grandfather.

Uncle, Grandmothers brother, was executed by the Italian Occupational Forces for Communist and Resistance propaganda, he had just graduated from Law School.

There are more, but those are the ones that I really know all their stories.

P.S. I don't know how he managed, but my Grandfather took the names of his comrades to his grave, he never ever mentioned a name to me because he felt he was bound by his oath to never reveal them!!!

Liberi_Fatali
11-04-2005, 06:19 AM
I believe my granddad was shot down in his Catalina or do-21 in the Dutch East Indies in 1941.....

never heard anymore stories about him though...

Both my grandmom and my greatgrandmom spend the war in 'jappenkampen'...japanese concentrationcamps.... they never get along after that...very sad http://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_frown.gif http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/16x16_smiley-sad.gif

YAKMAN1968
11-04-2005, 06:47 AM
[QUOTE]Originally posted by CanberraKarter:
He was also amongst the first pilots to fly the giant twin bladed helicopters back to Australia from the US (are they called chunuks?).QUOTE]

UMMMM The Chinooks weren't 'Flowen' to Australia from the USA. They we ferried over aboard the HMAS Melbourne which was the Flagship of the RAN at the time.

Back on topic. My Granfather servered with the 'Camaroon's' during WW1 with the British Army( signed up when he was only 16 or 17 he saw the last year/ year & a half of the war. Demobed & moved out here to Australia. Joined the Australian Army & fought in WW2 & Korea. He Served nearlly a total of 50 years with both the Brits & Aust. Army. My father, Uncle & myself all served in the A.R.A.(Australian Regular Army) & my brother served in the RAN.

cawimmer430
11-04-2005, 10:31 AM
My grandmother on my father's side had three brothers. Michael, Anton and Schorsch. Michael was the oldest, Schorsch the youngest.

Michael was in the Wehrmacht, lost a leg and survived the war. Not sure where he fought and how he lost it. I met him in the early 1990s and all I remember was my fascination with his wooden right leg!

Anton was reported MIA on December 24, 1943 in an area of Russia called "Rutnya". Nothing was ever found of him. Anton was a "Kradmelder" (motorcyle soldier) in the Waffen SS and before this, he was a medic and fought in France before being sent to the Russian front.

Schorsch was only 17 when he was drafted into the Volksturm. He was taken prisoner by the Americans and delivered to the French as a POW. He survived intact but he hated the French after the war because of how he was treated by them.


My father was born in May of 1941, but his father (Alois) was already at the Russian border preparared to attack. He was one of the first to die when Germany invaded the Soviet Union in June of '41. My father never met him, and his father never met his son.

My fathers mother worked as a secretary for the Luftwaffe at an airbase near Munich. It was a light airbase with planes like the Ju-52 and Fieseler Storch and the like.

After the war, my fathers mother remarried an ex-Wehrmacht soldier named Xaver Wimmer (that's how I got my last name!) who was stationed in Norway throughout the war.

That's all I know about my ancestors.

Rampenplan
11-04-2005, 08:06 PM
My maternal grandfather (German) fought as a kind of infantryman (Sturmpionier). I never got a complete story out of him, after a few minutes he would just zone out. A lot of his stories depict Soviet tanks as deathtraps, and the rest are about building minefields or blowing up enemy fortifications. Apparently it involved a lot of close-range fighting with shovels, axes and pistols. He got shot in the chest with a machine pistol, and all 4 bullets managed to pass through him without doing fatal harm. He was captured by the Soviets in 1944, and was released from captivity in 1957. He escaped to the West in 1963. Harsh man, almost feral. He depicts the war as a complete wasteland filled with dangers, blunting all senses.

My paternal grandfather (Dutch, like me) was not mobilized, because he had really bad feet. He was a bus driver, driving all through the war. After about 1943, he occasionally got strafed. By 1944 he got strafed at least every week, and he was always the last off the bus (responsibility) and often, he didn't get out before the fighter left. If the engine got hit, or the tires punctured, the service would have to be suspended until it got fixed. The buses were blue with yellow, and as they got strafed so often, the bus company decided to paint them white to show they were civilian. That only attracted more fighter attacks, and one bus got entirely destroyed. When winter rolled around, the bus that my grandfather drove was so full of holes that being inside was unbearable. So he stuck tarpaper all over the outside. The entire bus was matte black, with only the windshield open. He swears he was never attacked again by Jabos. He also said he was happy to be attacked by Jabos if it got the Germans out of his country. He portrays the war as a tragedy that was all but impossible to endure. It scarred him.

My wifes maternal grandfather (Italian) was a radio expert. He was pressed into service as a radio direction finder operator. He was stuck in a bunker on the coast, measuring enemy radio traffic. He told a great story about waving to a reconnaisance Spitfire flying overhead, and being bombed by a whole swarm of B25s a week later. The direction finder station was offline for a week - and he got paid anyway for visiting his girlfriend! He saw the war as something happening to other people.

My wifes paternal grandfather (Italian) was General Infantry. He was patrolling the harbour of Genova for most of the war. Apart from humourous cultural friction with German soldiers, he hasn't seen anything that interesting. He found the war mainly an expensive nuisance.

A family friend (German) was a Bf109 pilot in France. He got no kills there (He swears that he never saw more skillful pilots than the French he fought there) until he broke his gear landing, flipped over and spent a year in hospital recovering from numerous fractures.
After being declared ready for mobilization again, he was assigned to a Geschwader flying FW190s. He fought tooth and nail to be reassigned to his old unit, but was ignored. He mistrusted the FW until he flew it in combat. Then he fell in love with it. He flew in the West. He fought bombers mostly, but later he was expected by his mates to mainly entertain the escort fighters. He got 41 'wreck kills', i.e. the wreck of his kill was found on the ground, but he swears he has killed more planes threefold. He had to parachute twice, land on country roads at least five times, and flew back in a total loss plane lots more. He said that 'the FW would bring you back home even if it was completely dead'. He was captured at the end of the war, and managed to avoid a long boring captivity by being selective with the truth. He claimed to have been schooled for the Me262, when he had merely flown escort for them taking off and landing. He was taken to an airfield in Britain, where for the first time he saw an airfield with every item the Luftwaffe prescribed for a fighter airbase. Including the BMW staff cars, coffee supplies, medicine cabinet, kitchen supplies, high-grade fuel, good beds...
He is very talkative, likes to go into detail (hard to shut him up about it, actually!), and formed my impression of how combat must have looked. I showed him IL2:FB. He was very impressed with the graphic detail, but less so with the flight model of the FW190.
He is a small, nice little well-dressed gentleman. He views the war as a large adventure, and doesn't like the thought that people got killed.

rnzoli
11-19-2005, 12:31 PM
Grandfather, a reserve officer, was called in to fight on the side of Germans on the Eastern Front. During a recon operation in the forests of Briansk during the summer 1944, he lead a team of 9 people when he was reportedly shot in the head by partisans. He was 30 years old, left a 5 year old daugher at home (my mother). His resting place is unknown, because after the Soviet occupation it became impossible to get more information from the surviving eyewitnesses for 40 years. My grandmother (widowed at the age of 27) never married again, lived her entire life with the memory of my grandfather. She says he was an outstanding man, and no other man could replace him so deep in her heart.

Whenever I see statues and monuments dedicated to the "Unknown Soldier", I hope there is one in the area where my grandfather died in 1944 (whereever that place may be). In one of his letters, he wrote "it is not enough to wish for better times - one must act for it". Too bad he had such short chance to act that way, and too bad how many other young lives were cut prematurely due to insane wars.

Ken_Det
11-19-2005, 03:44 PM
Grampa on mom's side was in North Affrica US Army.
Was a cook for a wyle, then was posted as a MP in Iraq.
Both his brothers USMC fought in the south pacific Mariana Ilands of Saipan, and Tinian.
All 3 survived the war with out a scratch.
The soul surviver of 88 years still has jungle rot to this day though.
All 3 came home with there M1's.

djetz
11-24-2005, 04:38 PM
I'm Australian. Grandfather (Mother's father) was an infantryman in North Africa and New Guinea. ALL of my male relatives on both sides of the family who were old enough (or close enough to get away with lying about their ages) signed up for the world wars. Several were at Galipolli.

Anyway, for this site the most interesting one is my great uncle Ernest (my father's father's brother) who was a Lancaster pilot. He flew 17 missions in 1944-45. Everything from low level raids on U-boat pens to the famous Dresden firestorm raid.

He was killed in March '45, 2 months to the day before the war in europe ended, and 3 months shy of his 22nd birthday. I've done a lot of research and recently got hold of a copy of the RAAF casualty report, which confirms the family story of what happened and adds a lot of fascinating detail.

The plane was part of a huge raid on Hamburg on the night of 7th March. Several planes were hit by flak on the way, including his. With 2 engines on fire and plenty of damage, Ernie managed to get the Lanc out of a dive and hold it steady so the rest of the crew could bail out.

The last man out, Flight Sgt Bosley RAF, an air gunner who was Ernie's best friend in the squadron, says that Ernie was uninjured but struggling with the controls when he (Bosley) jumped at 500 feet.

You don't need me to tell you that bailing at 500 feet is cutting it as fine as it gets. The Lanc hit the ground at the same time as Bosley, and in the report he says that what must have happened is that as soon as Ernie let go of the controls, the plane nosed straight into the ground.

A Lancaster with full bomb load makes a pretty big crater, and all that was found was a chunk of one of the engines and part of the landing gear. Poor Ernie must have been atomised. The other crew members survived and were POWs for a relatively short time till the war ended.

Just one little story from a great big war.

marc_hawkins
11-24-2005, 07:25 PM
Grandad was in battle of france and managed to get off at Dunkirk. He died before i was born, and didn't say much about it except that apparently he lost most of his mates, so I don't know any details other than he went on to serve in the military police, always the popular branch of the army!

chrisgottfried
11-25-2005, 08:35 PM
My grandfather was a Navigator that flew the lancaster. Food drops over rotterdam. i was in a documentary on the history channel Bomber boys . You should check it out

- Chris Gottfried

Kosmos_04
11-26-2005, 08:25 AM
Two of my relations were in the RAF during the war.
My grandfather served as a ground crew Sergeant, in North Africa and Malta.
He worked on Beaufighters, Maurauders and Wellingtons.
My great uncle ended the war as a Flight Lieutenant with 43 Squadron flying Spitfire IX's in Italy.
After training in Canada and the US, he was an instructor in the UK, before joining 43 Sqn. in August'44.