Apologies for missing last week, work related stuff got in the way. However I thought perhaps we could be a bit more poignant today and celebrate the great men who stormed the Normandic beaches 70 years ago today to help liberate a continent. I've seen some tremendous stuff on Twitter this morning, and many of us have shared stories of their Dad, Grandads, etc, so let's get those posted here as we salute this generation of young men. I'll get us started.
I am at work, so no pictures at this time but I will share a bit about my paternal grandather. His name was Stanley Eugene Bullock and he was barely 18 when he drove an amphibious vehicle onto the beach at Normandy carrying troops to the battlefront. 18, man! At 18 I was goofing off in college on like my 12th season in my College Football '97 Sega dynasty. My grandfather was fighting Nazis and surviving a brutal war. Fantastic. He spent some time in Hawaii before and after the war, stationed on the Naval base their before returning home to Bessemer, AL, marrying an incredibly sweet woman and becoming an insurance salesman.
Also, don't forget about this 93-yr old Vet paratrooper who is parachuting - yes, parachuting - to honor the 70th anniversary of D-Day
Jim "Pee Wee" Martin acted like he'd been here before, like jumping from a plane is as easy as falling off a log.
Maybe that's because he had -- 70 years ago.
"I'm feeling fine," Martin told reporters moments after landing in a French field. "... It was wonderful, absolutely wonderful."
Martin was part of the U.S. 101st Airborne Division that parachuted down over Utah Beach in their bid to retake France and, eventually, the rest of Europe from Nazi Germany. They actually touched down in enemy-controlled territory a night before what's referred to as D-Day.
His jump Thursday in the same area was different and -- despite his being 93 years old now -- a whole lot easier.