Prune picker

This is the blog site of an old man. As a native Californian I call myself a prune picker. I live in a fifth wheel trailer. My front door is 25 steps from my daughter’s front door in the Piney Woods of North Louisiana. My blogs are often silly and or trivial, and some times educational and serious. I hope that some are interesting. None are long.

Preparing these blogs seems to fill a need in my life. I am compelled to do it. It helps fill the time until I die. It gives me something to do everyday.

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

D-day Beaches

They seem so just like pretty beach towns of anywhere. There is a special feeling to beach air. But what horrible things happened here.

1944 was a busy year. Jackie married me on June 3, D-day was June 6, and I was wounded on Peleliu in September. If I think selfishly, my wedding was the most important.











3 comments:

  1. 1946 was the year you were going to college full time and had baby Nancy.
    Also a pretty busy year.
    Mike

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