My Pop-Pop was a Marine stationed at Pearl Harbor on Dec 7th 1941. Had things gone different that day, I would never have been born. I survived that day and went on to fight many battles in the Pacific Theater as a Marine Raider, Guam, Quada Canel, Iwa Jima, all the islands in the chain that lead to Japan.
If you have a second, google marine raider and see what comes up, they were bad to the bone!
Anyway, I always think of him today. For all the horrors' that humanity can through at a person, he remained not only the toughest man I have ever known, but one of the kindest as well.
If you have a second, google marine raider and see what comes up, they were bad to the bone!
Anyway, I always think of him today. For all the horrors' that humanity can through at a person, he remained not only the toughest man I have ever known, but one of the kindest as well.
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