After our June 7 broadcast of D-Day Reunion we received many stories from all over the nation. We will continue to add stories as they come in. (Email stories to email@example.com)
Again, we encourage you to do an oral history for the Veterans History Project. We have easy-to-follow instructions.
We have received stories from veterans and children of veterans, refugees and children of refugees and those affected on the homefront and abroad. They make for excellent reading.
D-Day Stories Long Lost Friends Brothers in Both Theaters Refugees Memories of the Philippines Second Thoughts Nagasaki Homefront Heroes Thanks Again FROM THE BLITZ TO 9/11
I was born in 1944 in England up in the north out of reach of the Blitz going
on near my home in the south, near London. I remember rationing, bomb damage
repairs to our house, houses missing in an adjoining street, playing in the
bomb shelter in the park (I can still smell it when I think about it).
Nobody really talked about it then, and my father turned any war movies off
if they were on TV.
I took my mother to a movie about WWII showing the lighter side she was in
her 70s and she didn't find anything funny about any of it. This shocked me
as she has a real sense of humor. She is now 93, and still has a great sense
I feel a huge sense of gratitude to all those who went through that war,
especially today, D-Day. That generation certainly has a lot to show us
about how to deal with adversities in a no nonsense way. They take things as
they come and deal with it. Plain and simple.
I married an American whose father served in WWII as a captain in the army.
He was a paratrooper and jumped into the jungles of Okinawa, and was buried
alive but luckily was found in time. He lost many men, and his wife was
sent a telegram saying he was dead because he had lent his jacket to a comrade
who was subsequently killed. It was a few days before she found out that he
was still alive.
He signed up in the reserves, and was shocked to find himself back in the
service of his country in Korea a few years later.
I am so aware of what these veterans must feel, to see them being interviewed
60 years later, and still shed tears for the friends they lost is testament
to the effects of war, and we should do anything in our power to avoid it.
He did not talk about it to his family either when they were growing up. I
like to talk to him about it, and like my son to hear his grandfather talk
About his experiences. I don't think that Americans really realize what was
sacrificed partly because they have not been subject to bombings and are
(were) isolated from this horror.
I have tremendous guilt about the soldiers who fought in Vietnam, feeling I
can never make up for what they lost, and what they faced on returning home.
When I met young men in poor neighborhoods, they said that at least they knew
who their enemy was, rather than on the streets where they grew up. I was
horrified and heart broken to read in the newspaper for instance, that a
young, black soldier who came home in a coffin, was denied burial in a
particular cemetery because it was for whites only.
I am 58, and still feel uncomfortable when I hear low flying planes - even
Before September 11.
I am the chair of the peace site for the local society for ethical culture,
And recently honored the sister of a man who perished because he stayed
Behind to help his friend in a wheelchair on September 11.
She went to Afghanistan to meet with families who lost loved ones in the
Subsequent bombing, feeling that so much attention was lavished on the
survivors here in the us, and wanted to reach out to them.
We saw a video of her trip that showed survivors who had to resort to begging
outside the gates of the U.S. Embassy in Kabul. Mothers who had lost husbands
and children, holding children in their arms who had reverted back to being
babies - even though they were 8 years old, from the shock, etc.
She is a founding member of the group,
"September eleventh families for peaceful tomorrows." borrowing the phrase
From the Rev. Martin Luther King, Jr.., "War is a poor chisel for carving out