Over the past ten years, I’ve felt increasingly compelled to learn more about my grandfather and his service to our great nation.
My cousin e-mailed me Grandpa’s discharge papers, which enabled me to find out a lot of information about his service.
When Grandpa was drafted, he was an old man of 27. He completed training the day after Pearl Harbor and shipped out to England a few weeks later. He was a Technician, Grade 4 in the 324th Engineer Combat Battalion, which was attached to the 99th Infantry (Part of the First Army). Grandpa was wounded (shrapnel in his knee) in the Battle of the Bulge and was taken POW by the Germans, on or about December 17, 1944. He spent 120 days as a prisoner in Stalag 13C Hammelburg Om Main, Bavaria. He’s lucky that he got out alive.
I am reading Stephen E. Ambrose’s “Citizen Soldiers”, which is a fantastic book about the enlisted men that made up the majority of the soldiers in World War II. Their stories are amazing, truly inspiring. It makes me feel the weight of my responsibility to show honor and respect for the sacrifices that these men made for my freedom.
In other news… It’s almost Easter, and it’s been crazy around here. We’re trying to finish the remodel and it’s been really rough trying to get in gear. I know that if we don’t do it now, we’ll NEVER get it done (not that a house is ever really done). And we have a serious deadline this time, which should be helpful.
Much more tired this pregnancy than I was last time. And more nauseous — since the first trimester is officially over, I’m hoping that the morning (and afternoon and night)sickness will end soon. I can hope.