Happy D-Day, Everyone!

[BrianSoddingBoru4]

In honour of the tens of thousands of soldiers and sailors who risked everything in storming the beaches of France to put an end to the monstrosity of the Third Reich, I would like to encourage each and every one of you to remember their sacrifice by spitting on a Nazi.

Boru

[The Architect Of Fate]

In honour of the tens of thousands of soldiers and sailors who risked everything in storming the beaches of France to put an end to the monstrosity of the Third Reich, I would like to encourage each and every one of you to remember their sacrifice by spitting on a Nazi.

Boru

Lest we forget

[Angrboda]

Imma go bomb some shit. For D-Day!

[Thumpalumpacus]

-...= I would like to encourage each and every one of you to remember their sacrifice by spitting on a Nazi.

Boru

Done.

Lest we forget

[The Architect Of Fate]

You know Lest We Forget is applied to all wars not just WW1

[brewer]

In honour of the tens of thousands of soldiers and sailors who risked everything in storming the beaches of France to put an end to the monstrosity of the Third Reich, I would like to encourage each and every one of you to remember their sacrifice by spitting on a Nazi.

Boru

The closest Nazi I know of lives 60 miles away. I don't think I can spit that far.

Plus my wife just might have me put away for sudden onset Tourette's.

[Anomalocaris]

In honour of the tens of thousands of soldiers and sailors who risked everything in storming the beaches of France to put an end to the monstrosity of the Third Reich, I would like to encourage each and every one of you to remember their sacrifice by spitting on a Nazi.

Boru

Bring me a Nazi and I will spit on him/her.

[BrianSoddingBoru4]

In honour of the tens of thousands of soldiers and sailors who risked everything in storming the beaches of France to put an end to the monstrosity of the Third Reich, I would like to encourage each and every one of you to remember their sacrifice by spitting on a Nazi.

Boru

Bring me a Nazi and I will spit on him/her.

They’re not hard to find. Do your own research.

Boru

[Jehanne]

My natural grandfather, Marvin, and my step-grandfather, Ray (who married my mother's mother after Marvin died), were both on beaches of D-Day together.  I have always wondered if they had ever met each other!  (Unlikely, of course!)   My mother's dad (whom I never met, as he died in 1953) did not have enough of war and would go on to fight in the Korean War, where he would die of some exposure to some chemical agent.  No one knew if he was poisoned to death or encountered something in his service, except that the Army had sent his body back to Waterloo in a glass coffin.

My father's dad had also fought in WWII, in the invasion of Italy; he was a corpsman whose job it was to clear the battlefields of the dead.  During one assignment the Germans started shelling the field of battle and my grandfather's company run to their foxholes.  One serviceman, his friend, did not make it, and was blown in half by a shell.  He died in my grandfather's arms; his last words were that he wanted his mother.

My Dad was born in 1949; I was born in 1967.

[Thumpalumpacus]

My gramps didn't make it to D-Day. A navigator in an 8th AF B-17, he died somewhere over northwestern Europe in 1943.