What did your grandpa do during the war?
What did your grandpa do during the war?
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Machined Thompson Receivers and dicked down mad bitches while everyone else was hating life in Europe, Africa, or the Pacific.
Waa deployed to Germany but he got drunk and fell out of a 3rd story window so they sent him home.
One was too old to go overseas. He ended up guarding POWs in Texas.
The other one was a repaired and operated radios in the navy. The only time he saw the enemy he went to take a shit in the jungle, ran into a Jap apparently doing the same thing, and they both screamed and ran away.
>paternal grandpa
Manufacturing parts for TBM Avengers. Would go on to enlist with the Army and see action in Korea.
>maternal grandpa
Probably doing fuck all, he's a dumb New Jersey Hick. Joined the Air Force post-Korean War and left when shit in West Berlin & Vietnam were heating up.
Flew huey's in Vietnam
>What did your grandpa do during the war?
He was a hero
Motor-pool then transferred to EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
My grandfather died in 1943 when another officer fell ontop of him :(
My dad worked on aircraft in the Pacific while he was in the Navy, working on Tinian, Iwo Jima, and Saipan, frequently going outside the wire with his Marine buddies to look for souvenirs.
He also served in Korea and Vietnam doing pretty much the same for the Air Force, but at much higher ranks and doing less "fun" stuff because the military laws had changed.
My grandpa served in WWI, doing basic administrative work overseas not long before it ended.
Gen X'er here. True story. My grandfather was raised on the Upper East Side of Manhattan. His mother made him play clarinet, which he eventually learned to like and got very good at. When WWII started, he got drafted into the Mighty 8th and went to England as a radio tech. One day he's in his quonset hut playing his clarinet when an officer walks in and asks who's playing that horn. The officer ends up arranging for him to auduition for the 8th Air Force Swing Band, which he got accepted into. So he spent the rest of the war traveling around to different bases, playing at hops just like the one you see in Memphis Belle. He played with Benny Goodman, Glenn Miller, the Dorsey Brothers, the Andrews Sisters, Artie Shaw, Irving Berlin, and Count Basie; he met Abbott and Costello, Bob Hope, Mickey Rooney, Betty Grable, and Danny Kaye. He married a blonde English girl, and brought her home when the war ended. They had three kids, of whom my mom was the middle child. He worked for a company that made postcards, and played in a local swing band on the weekends until lung cancer from a lifetime of smoking got him around the time I turned 10.
>another officer fell ontop of him
hwhat?
Old memes never die, they're just reposted.
Grew up with the italian kids and sometimes even may or may not have run errands for the sicilians.
Mom's dad presented his brother's birth certificate so he could join at 13.
Spent most of the war in the navy choir before he was trained as a corpsman and treated wounded leaving guadalcanal. Caught something from the crayon munchers and almost died on his way back to san francisco. He got better and then enlisted with the army using his real birth certificate and went to the phillipines to mop up hold outs in '46.
My dad's dad was a radar operator on DD 529 (Bush). He survived the sinking by kamikazes. Was not a good father though. My uncle dropped out of college and joined the army exclusively to spite him. Uncle still maintains that the two combat tours as an infantryman in vietnam were the best days of his life.
My half brother's grand dad almost ended up as a tunnel gunner in an Avenger headed for midway. Got transferred to catalina rear hatch gunner position and broke his ankle entering through the blister turret soon after. The 16 catalina flight was shot down to single plane. Can I call that "almost died twice"?
>tfw marine grandpa is a nowar faggot
He killed Amerimutts.
Sniped Germans "popping up out of their holes like gophers" to put it in his words. It tore him up for the rest of his life because he was killing someone's father, husband, or son. He also hid in a hole for several days during a German counterattack after his unit was wiped out and didn't come out until he heard english voices
too young for WW2 and married with kids for Korea then too old for Nam.
(ps the wrong side won ww2)
my granpa on mums side was police chief in small town poland/germany
they had to run when the rooskies cam
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He flew a Chinook in 'Nam.
OP in that thread totally fucked up the joke. You're supposed to say he died in Auschwitz, THEN you say he fell out of a guard tower.
One grandpa flew one of those Piper Cub artillery spotting planes in the European theater. Other grandpa was a farmer.
World War 2? Shat into a diaper
Iraq War? Shat into a diaper
One lied about his age and joined the army when he was 15, went to Germany just before the end of the war and was a truck driver.
Other one (dad's dad) joined the navy, went to the pacific. Brought back a Remington Rand M1911A1 that became mine when my father died.
My grandpa was stationed in West Germany during the korean war. I know he was a cook and probably banged frauleins
One was in the 454th bombardment group ground crew. We're not sure exactly what he did. We think he was a carpenter. His brother was in the 30th Inf Division (Roosevelt's SS) and fought in Aachen. Didn't really know his brother but I'm told by family members that he was drunk every day after coming home so he probably saw some shit.
Other Grandpa was too young. Think he worked at an airfield state side around that time.
He wss in the Americal division in the Pacific. Fought at Bouganville and then went back to the states for a while to train new recruits. After that he was in the occupation forces.
He would land on islands before the main invasion and find sources of fresh water for the main force. Then after water purification was established, hed make a still and trade alcohol for supplies
Hey worked with 280 Howitzers in the cold war
WHAT?
Died.
Wore converse high tops in the jungles and shot at commies with a surplus Garand when he had to retake the Hue citadel while the Marines were re-taking the modern city across the river.
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SPEAK UP!
str8 ballin'
Wholesome
be a convicted war criminal
and is on Wikipedia
>Mom's side
He wasn't old enough to serve
>Dad's side
Also wasn't old enough to serve, but I think he did some construction or metal fabrication work stateside for the war effort
to find him
just look up Luis Maria Mendia
Was a radio operator for the Canadian army during the Korean war
Great grandfather: drove an ambulance in WWI. Met my great grand mother who was a nurse. Knocked her up. She followed him back home after the war and MADE him marry her. 2 of their sons served WWII. Great Uncle was a gunner in a bomber. Shot down over Germany. Lived. POW. My grandfather (lied about his age)... navy patching shot up planes back together. Other side of the family? Mafia.
an Air Force POG who collaborated with the Americans and worked as an interpreter and untrained JTAC for them. He got issued a Danuvia SMG but ditched it because he claimed it was too heavy and was hard to handle, so instead he got a Brazilian Mauser, which he says was the smoothest gun he's ever shot.
The rest of the family disowned him because he stayed with the government instead of joining the rebellion that everyone else supported, so he got a Green Card as thanks for helping out the US Army and came back with them once they withdrew.
He only spoke about it once with me, after I graduated boot camp. He said the military was a waste of time that got good people killed. Everything else I found in a bunch of journals and documents that were buried in the far corner of his basement after he died.
Mine did a lot of training with the Army - Air Force to become a navigator. He did so much training and they kept increasing his rank that he never actually got to see combat. He always felt bad that he never got to go, especially when so many of his friends were killed during the war.
My Fathers Grandad served on the eastern front from start to finish. Don't know much other than he got a medal for shooting down a plane with an anti tank rifle and also made it to Berlin. Sadly don't have the medals today because my father's brother stole them to buy vodka.
>My Fathers Grandad served on the eastern front from start to finish. Don't know much other than he got a medal for shooting down a plane with an anti tank rifle and also made it to Berlin. Sadly don't have the medals today because my father's brother stole them to buy vodka.
Christ that is like the climax and fall of the soviet union in a single family's personal story.
>>Participated in the Neutrality Patrols in the Atlantic on a Clemson class DD until the war started for the US.
>>Get transferred to a new ship, a Fletcher class DD as a radio operator.
>>Participate in several patrols in the Aleutians, including picking up a piece of a wing of an A6M2-N Rufe on Attu in the Aleutians.
>>Participate in the Leyte landings.
>>Participate in the invasion of Okinawa, where if the airstrikes failed to stop the Yamato, his DD would've been in the vanguard to intercept the Yamato's battlegroup.
>>Ship gets damaged by a suicide boat that dropped a depth charge, is forced to return for repairs.
>>Sits out the end of the war waiting for ship to be repaired, gets out of the Navy shortly afterwards.
>>Entire time he beat the censors by using pins to poke holes in his letters to his sweetheart (who became my Grandma) which when she put up against a map of the Pacific, told her exactly where he was when he wrote the letter.
>>Other grandpa flew Liberators out of North Africa, mainly attacking targets in Italy. Did not participate in the Ploesti raid.
>>Died before I was born.
Slaughtered japs
Danish artillery officer
Great-Grandfather was in the 24th Infantry and was trapped in the Couland pocket, he managed to escape into the woods with a bunch of latvians and got on a boat to finland then sweden and onwards to the US with a girl he met in sweden. That's pretty much the only war story that we have in our family, as the other side were freakin swedes
Great grandpa
>Sherman commander
>escaped POW
>burn victim
>shipped home
He never told me all that much about how any of that happened
Grandpa
>mechanic
>got his paperwork altered against his will and was forced to be 11b after only 4 months deployed
>carried m60 for ambushes and patrols
>had one story where his buddy got BTFO by a landmine while they were taking a walk and another where people got their m79s taken away for fucking around with the razor wire
>he was a damn fine mechanic tho
Medic in Vietnam with the 101st airborne. Earned a Bronze star and a Purple heart when he was hit by shrapnel while dragging someone out of a rice field. He showed me a picture of his battalion when I has younger and pointed to they guy with the giant radio on his back and said that guy was the only one in a photo of about 60 guys who wasn't killed or injured in some way. Which he found funny because the radioman was always worried he would be targeted first in a firefight.
He took a ton of photos while he was there too, hes got one he took of an operator squatting in a bush wearing pants with that vietnam era black/green tigerstripe camo, and holding one of those Stoner 63 machine guns, and rocking a Bowie hat. I can only assume this guy was a SEAL or some other special forces considering the camo and the gun. I hope I can get those pictures from him before he passes.
Also
>great grandpa had 10+confirmed kills
>grandpa denies everything. But his letters home were absolutely fucking haunting
>Paternal Grandfather
Served as a Captain in the USMC as part of Pacific Campaign. Fought at Saipan, Iwo Jima, and Okinawa. He lost his leg there. Returned home and live a full happy life.
>Maternal Grandfather
Drafted as a Lieutenant in the British Army during the Battle of Britain. Civil Engineer so designed and planned AA batteries for the defense of Northern England. After the Blitz worked on domestic military infrastructure projects for the rest of the war. Spent some time in post-war Germany assessing things the 3rd Reich built. Returned home and live a full happy life.
Dad's dad was in the USAAF 6th Photographic Squadron in Colorado Springs (he was a professional photographer before the war), mom's dad joined the US Navy at 17 in 1945 but the war ended before he made it out of radioman's school so he wound up on Adak island transcribing Russian code.
Invading Manchuria for Dai Nippon Teikoku
Europe, Pacific, Korea
US Army,Colonel
One fought in the Battle Of Lenino, the second one sabotaged a lot of planes in german airfield
Motor Pool Sergeant in Colorado during WW2, towed skiers up a hill for training, fixed up the jeeps and weasels stateside
He shoveled shit in Louisiana
great grandfather, born 1918, joined the SS in 1936, Kampfgruppe Germania, later Wiking
Got shot in Poland in 1943 and came home for a while, then returned to fight in Cherkassy
After the war he burned his uniform, used acid on his tattoo under his arm and went into hiding for a few years
We still have his Luger and lots of letters etc.
pic related
Was a submachine gunner in FFL during Indochina, didn't talk about it much but had a bitter hatred for French government after the fact
Wish I could find his pictures, I think /k/ would love it
Air force, korea and vietnam. flew with a test squadron and was one of the first to use a smokeless engine in an f4.
Great grandpa managed not to die in Pearl Harbor. His ship sunk, got on another, that one sunk too. Had a chunk of metal in his leg until the day he died, thats all I know other than he only talked about it once when my father did a report on him, cried the whole time, dad somehow got a C. His son, my grandfather, volunteered for Vietnam because he thought he was going to be drafted so he wanted to pick a job that wasn't infantry. Picked arty because he figured he'd be further from the frontlines. He kept getting "killed" by boobytraps and ambushes training for veitnam. Scared the shit out of him. He was one of 3 artillery units at his base, 2 were going to deploy, his unit was such shit they didn't go. Closest he got to combat was seeing some idiot blow himself up in grenade training when he pulled the pin and froze. His son, my father, pulled bodies out of the water off the coast of Liberia. That's about it.
Underrated post
Both of them were children (my age would make me right between Millennial and Zoomer) when the second Sino-Japanese War was going on, so most likely trying to stay out of conflict areas.
My grandma said that the Japanese did have a human aspect to them; she told me she remembers them handing out candy to her and other children where she was. Definitely doesn't make up for Nanjing or Shanghai, but it's important to remember that many Japs (just as with all wars) never chose to be there and loot and pillage, but were caught up by conscription and made the best of their situation.
RE UP? WHY THE HELL WOULD I WANT TO DO THAT IM GOING TO BARBER SCHOOL ON THE GI BILL!
Ever thought about having the photo colorized?
He was a kid. My great-grandp was too old for active service (ww1) vet but spent a short while in a pow camp in June-July 1940, then joined the maquis and fought/helped fight ze Germans. When it ended he distributed slaps and punches to a few collaborators
In Korea, my gandfather worked on jets. He was a twig, even by twig standards. As a result of his size, he could fit into part of the engine that generally required disassembly without taking it apart, thus saving hours upon hours of labor. He was naturally adept at mechanical stuff too and routinely would tear down and rebuild engines for fun.
He was so valuable to operations because of the time/man hours saved, the base CO had him sit at the officer's table. One time, an officer was transferred in and saw my grandfather sitting at the officer's table as an enlisted. He chewed him out, publicly humiliated him, etc.
When the base CO found out, he raised hell and returned the action ten fold as well as made him sit at the enlisted tables while he was stationed there.
Here's a bonus fact: my grandfather was actually trained to fix B-29's, but when he got flown to Korea they put him on duty fixing Sabers and other jets. He had never seen a Saber before so when he asked what was wrong with it, they told him it wouldn't fly. Apparently he replied, "Of course it won't fly, the damn thing doesn't have a propeller!" and he was promptly trained on how to fix jets.
Both of my grandfathers were children in Germany. One of them had a dad who was still injured from WW1, I think the other one was in the Luftwaffe, came home safe, but died of kidney failure.
>Tfw I have a hard time holding it in when I have to pee
>This is probably what killed my great grandpa midflight
mine was a bomb loader, and after the war retired after 20+ years in the corp of engineers.
My great grandpa fought in WWI and WWII and was an American hero.
Grampy on my dad's side was a B-24 tailgunner. Mom's side served in Korea as a cook.
Same, except French
we have colorized pictures in an old photo album
but to be honest, never occurred to me, will look into it
Neither of my grandfathers fought any wars, they were too young for the WW2 draft and too old for the Vietnam draft.
Great grandpa fought in the Argonne for two weeks before they found out he lied about his age and sent him back home.
>Of course it won't fly, the damn thing doesn't have a propeller!"
love it
Oh, but my paternal grandfather was an MP in the 50's. That's about it. The real soldiers were my great great grandfather's brothers, pretty much all of them died killing Yankees.
executed a bunch of kraut werewolves in the occupation after sitting around a bunch
He was an artillery air observer and a 17 year old Lieutenant in WWII (his father was a General), then he was a tank commander in Korea, then he got assigned to command a tank division along the east German border during the 60s, then he got transferred to the Pentagon got bored and retired early as a full bird colonel.
I miss him.
My moms side (japanese) grandpa was sick for most of the war. Eventually as the war got bad for japan he was drafted into the wartime railroad services as a rail engineer. The war ended right before he was going to be shipped to manchuria . Alot of his life was spent working on the post war reconstruction efforts and even had a hand in constructing the first bullet train suspension systems. He passed away last year. he was a great man and i hold nothing but respect for him
My Grandfathers were too young to be in the war but one of my great grandfathers was a drill instructor
B17 mechanic in North Africa, supported the bombing campaign against Italy, and I think the southern parts of Germany maybe?
I never got that much out of him about it but from the pictures he brought home I think he also saw time in Italy.
He never lost a plane and was damn proud of that.
My grandmother, his wife, was an Army nurse who was in Normandy for D-day. I always think about her when the equality squad says women were discriminated out of the military. I can't even imagine dealing with the wounded first hand during that event. I don't have the stomach for it. And the fact that they focus on muh combat so much cheapens the sacrifice women like her went through.
My other grandparents were too young for WWII and too Canadian for vietnam.
Was in high school
Was one of those k9 handlers during Korea though
Much less than I did
Killin Frog eaters at the western front and later Burgers.
The other one was in the Hitler youth and opened russian tanks with the Panzerfaust like cans with a can opener.
During Vietnam my grandpa was a frog man and was a founding member of ther original seal team 2.
He spent 6 1/2-7 years over there if I'm not mistaken.
On a related note: are there any online resources for getting official military records regarding individual soldiers from previous eras?
Depends where you're from. In France there's regional archives online with the files of a lot of soldiers, mostly pre-WW1
I'm a burger who's curious about his great grandpa and his regular grandpas. Ww2 and 'nam. Respectively
Both were conscripted at around 17-18 and then spent most of the war fighting in the east. Then Gulag.
Why gulag? Did they experience too much western decadence while deployed?
Combat engineer in Korea.
One was a Tanker, another was a comms
He was 12 so ran notes for the Dutch resistance on his bike. Refused to stop for a checkpoint once and had a MP40 mag dumped at him but the kraut was too drunk to hit shit.
One of my great-grandfathers was a Bersaglieri during WW2, fighting for the italians. He fought first in Spain as a mercenary of sorts, then apparently fought in southern France, Romania (or possibly Yugoslavia, not quite sure) and then North Africa. Towards the end of the war he was stationed on an island somewhere, and was actually captured by the Germans after Italy switched sides. This is mostly second-hand information so hard to know if its all true.
One of the few things he did tell me was how he and his comrades would often be transported by train, and apparently when the trains stopped they would all get out and eat the leaves from trees as they had no rations.
I don't know exactly what happened, but he was on Pork Chop Hill. He was with 200 other guys, and at the end of the battle, he and 39 others remained.
one was in the Airforce and was a mechanic and the other flew agent orange missions
went from staff sgt to light bird in one day on Mindanao and woke up screaming at 4AM for the rest of his life
Shot commies in Karelia.
Grandpa was mechanic during WW2.
Dad was navy corpsman during Vietnam.
Grandpa spoke Russian because his parents immigrated in th 19teens to Pennsylvania. He joined the navy had a destroyer torpedoed by Iceland had to abandon ship. Later his ship was staffed north of Norway and he was wounded and sent home. Then got transferred to the Pacific and was heading to Japan after Okinawa. Then the bomb was dropped and never wore a uniform or would go to the beach again. Lived until 90 in a tiny house in scranton pa.
One fought on the USS Boston during WW2. He never talked much about the war apparently. Some of the younger kids including my dad didn’t even know he fought in the war till later. One day my uncle was playing around the house and stumbled upon his Navy chest. Inside he found a Japanese bolt action rifle (probably an arisaka). Tied to the trigger guard with a piece of string was a picture of dead Japs in the water. When my uncle asked my grandfather about it he just said he’ll “take care of it.” That was the last time the rifle ever was seen. No one in the family knows what happened to it.
My other grandfather was an intelligence officer during the Cold War right when we sent in military advisors to Vietnam (before committing ground troops). Apparently he helped research and develop infra-red technology for spy planes or some shit. His brother was in the Navy and was at the blockade during the Cuban Missile Crisis. Said it was the scariest days of his life he couldn’t sleep. Thought the world was gonna end when the nukes start flying.
damn, literally free helicopter rides
He stayed in New Jersey and fucked bitches because he lost his right thumb in a farming accident so he couldn't shoot a rifle right.
Dads dad was US army doing island hopping shit in the Pacific and later occupation in Japan. He rarely told stories, but he told me about the training they had for the invasion of the mainland; when the bombs dropped, he remembered thinking
>I'm not sure if this is a good thing or not.
My moms dad was a submariner in the Atlantic, mostly protecting merchant and transport ships from U-boat attack.
Fought in France and for the second one he fought in Asia.
>submariner
>protecting from U boats
Is that your grand dad's story or your own interpretation? WWII subs had almost no capacity for anti-submarine warfare.
One ran RADAR for the signal corps to make sure cargo aircraft had clear weather to deliver supplies from India to China, so they could fight the Japanese. They called that route over the Himalayas "the hump". I have the footlocker he brought to/from India.
The other ran the RADAR-controlled AA batteries that defended Hanford site during Korea, when it was strategically relevant. This was before it was classified as a superfund site. That might explain the cancer that claimed him.
Step-grandfather was on artillery in the early days of 'nam. Some large as fuck artillery too. Found out that clerk duties were his thing. Got out before M-16's were issued. He's still haunted by what he saw there, because I know he still has nightmares about it.
My grandfather died as a kriegmarine in ww2 oh shit and my other grandfather smuggled food and goods from sweden to norway
>great grandpa 1
>escaped to canada because of the mob in 1938
>joined the Canadians military and drove tanks
>took part in d-day
>great grandpa 2
>aircraft mechanic on the USS intrepid
>watched one of his friends get vaporized in front of his eyes
>great grandpa 3
>in the marines in the Pacific
>took parts in a lot of bloody battle apparently
>got shot 5 times
>great grandpa 4
>joined the army in late 45, didn't see any action
>commanded an m43 artillery piece in Korea
Sad that they all died when I was a kid. Would have loved to interview them.
He was Winston Churchills private driver
Repaired US ships in one of the largest US naval repair facilities in the Philippines during WWII. At one point they had 5 of the 7 main US carriers in port all at once and that 10 mile wide harbor was packed with ships. At another point some destroyer crews in port managed to set the water on fire by burning trash on the fantail while another pumped fuel out.
Was his name Jon? And if so was he from nebraska?
My grandfather was in the US Army Special Forces. While on the other side of my family, my great great grandfather, he was a Kommandant of a little ship that was used to destroy mines during WWI for the Imperial Navy, he survived, later on met Hitler, died a few years later. His sons (my great uncles) were Wehrmacht soldiers, and they've both died in Ukraine. My grandfather wasn't old enough to go to war during WWII. But he went on and joined the US Air Force and spent a few decades in it.
My grandfather dropped agent orange on a bunch of commie bastards during Vietnam. He later on got a dishonorable discharge, after decades of being in the military, I don't know what he done, or what he found out that made him "resign" or get a dishonorable discharge, but he absolutely hates our government now.
Grandma was a soviet field medic and got shot in the back. Had a scar, was very conscious about it.
Grandpa was a machine-gunner (always told me that he was just a clerk and saw no real action but refused to tell any war stories and started crying, i had the decency to never bring the topic again). Had silly tattoos all over his body, he said everyone in his unit had them to id the body parts in case you get ripped apart by artillery shell. After the war he could never kill a chicken because blood, grandma had to ask a neighbor to do it every time they had chicken soup.
One was a landing boat operator in the pacific while the other was National Guard in Florida looking for subs and testing shark repellent
Jesus fuck, how old are you?
Fucked your grandma while your gramps was overseas
One was the youngest child in the family and had to stay stateside to take care of his aging parents and their farm. All of his brothers went to war, one of them was an Avenger pilot.
The other was an aircraft mechanic that almost went to Korea
SAAF Navigator. Flew in Mosquitoes doing photo-recce over Northern Italy, Balkans and Southern Germany.
Also guided in the bombers during the Warsaw.
Watching me play battlefield 2 when I was much younger
>" Oh that doesn't look like Europe, what war is this?"
> "I don't know grandpa, were you in ww2?!"
> "Yeah I wasnt in the frontlines though, but I shot at every Nazi bastard I saw"
That was the last time he ever mentioned the war before he passed several years later, he seemed pretty happy about popping Nazis so I just think it was because I didn't really ask.
>anons grandad was in motorpool
>spent the war committing warcrimes across europe
Not grandpa but Uncle served in Korean War as part of the Fierce Tiger (Mechanized Infantry) division. Didn't talk about it too much but if you get him drunk enough he'll start crying how he torched villages.
He was a graphic designer in the Air Force during Korea and Vietnam, meaning he worked with logistics and intelligence teams to draft most of the battle plans that were used in mission briefings. He actually met MacArthur for something, but he never said what exactly he did. His father was a Major who particiapted in the firebombing of Tokyo.
Played baseball with all of the pros on the Philippines.
The other one rode a horse up and down the coast as U-Boat patrol amd then crewed a helicopter in Korea.
Huh. My dad was on Tinian and Saipan in 44 and 45. Carpenter’s Mate. I wonder if our dads ever ran into each other?
Kill shit, gook run when the minigun spit
Holy fucking based
I have a great great someodd grandpappy who took the $300 dollars to fight in place of a rich man.
We have his letters somewhere, apparently he felt ripped off
He got shot fighting partisans in France but lived long enough to sneak into the US and knock up my great-grandma.
My Great-Great rode at Shiloh, and Grandpa drove a tank. Daddy was air cavalry, flew choppers in Da Nang.
>Dad's dad
Was electrician in the Navy. Didn't do much.
>Mom's dad
Omaha beach, I want to say. Also something about punching out an officer because they wanted to field promote him to LT and he didn't want his life expectancy to go down any farther than it was. He died before I was born, so I'll never have the chance to ask.
>Stepfather's dad
Army Air Corps, somehow wound up on Iwo Jima beach and "was so damn tired I just took a nap on a pile of seabags. After I woke up my boys said they thought I was dead, but trying to get to me was too dangerous so they left me alone." I miss him.
>1939 Poland
>Master Coporal in Polish army (E5 equivalent)
>Leads a reserve squad against germans
>They fight in a couple of battles in the Danzig Corridor
>They also fight during the siege of Warsaw
>Grandpa and his squad are trying to retreat with the rest of the forces through the forests near Warsaw but they are caught by Germans
>Grandpa gets sent to Stalag 2B
>Then Germans send him to the Germany to work
>He meet some poles and guys from other countries and they try to sabotage as many things as they can
>Germans somehow figured it out and they gave them a choice firing squad or joining Wehrmacht
>Grandpa joins Wehrmacht and is sent in 1940 to Norway
>During his stay in Norway he escapes
>While espacing he kills one German smashing his head with a buttstock of his rifle
>He joins local partisans
>When Allied expeditionary force comes to Norway he joins them
>Grandpa fight in the Norway Campaign then withdraws with the rest of the Allies to the UK
I don't know what happens next but I'm pretty sure he fought till the end of the war
(I still have his documents from his stay in Allied and Polish forces)
When the war ended he came back to Poland
>Grandpa 2
>Forced to Join Wehrmacht
Don't know much about him
>Grandpa 3
>Joined LWP in 1944 trying to find his lost brothers
>Still Missing in action probably killed somewhere in southern Poland
>Grandpa 4
>British Navy
Don't know much about him but He was on a ship during the D-Day shooting at the beaches
Would tell me. He was an arab in the british mandate of palestine so theres 2 options. He fought for the british or he fought for the germans. Both pretty cool.
He launched cruise missiles at Charlie
You never let that gun go, friend. Never.
Now imagine, let's say, a stupid car accident which leaves you with a felony.
I saw a COPS episode once where they were checking the trailer of a felon because someone said he had some sort of contraband, can't remember what, and they found a shotgun hidden behind a closet. Dude was in tears, said it belonged to his dead grandfather, he taught him shooting with it when he was a child, can't just give something like that away
Nobody needs to know you have it. You do have something better and cheaper than a 1911 to keep loaded and ready right?
One worked in a steel factory in Germany and one killed communists in Bosnia.My country was on Germany's side.
He surrendered, is what you ment
No.
Navy SEAL, served in Vietnam. Was also stationed in Japan for a good 20 years
One was in the artillery, the other - an army doctor - escaped from concentration camp, killed a german while he was shitting and took his trench coat.
One worked in a factory making war material - tried to join but was denied
The other was drafted and went to north africa and japan
Holy shit I forgot my wife's grandpa
That fucker flew bombing missions, and most notably led the mission to bomb Monte Cassino. Dude was a huge history buff and loved old architecture, and that raid destroyed him.
Your grandma
Maternal grandpa was in a POW camp in the Philippines. He was an officer so the Japanese mostly tortured his men in front of him instead of doing it directly to him.
Paternal grandpa wasn't in the war but my great-grandpa was a Colonel in the Luftwaffe working on the Vengeance program and ended up working with for NASA on the Saturn project mostly working on cameras I think.
Also your grandpa.
Corb is that you?
Dad's dad joined the National Guard during the cold war, mom's dad was an immigrant from Germany just before WWII, got in through Canada to avoid joining the priesthood.
Drove trucks and officers around in 'nam.
My Grandpa on my Mother's side immigrated to the U.S. right before Japan invaded the Philippines. All ten of his brothers were resistance members in the Northern Provinces while my Grandpa gambled, drank, and worked sending the money back home to try and help them.
>working with NASA
Hey rich boy. Can I have some money?
He cleaned some rooms. Always made mention how they smelled of rotten eggs.
One of them was an MP very, very late in the war. Like 1945 late.
The other one was being born during the war. As far as great grandpas are concerned, the only one I met and grew up with had to quit school in the 3rd grade to go pick cotton, so he couldn't qualify. He did the civilian working stuff when the war was on.
Grandfather was a crewman on C-47s, His older brother was a B-17 pilot and is one of the only people to be shot down over Germany and escape back to Britain without being caught. We have all of his hand written debreifing documents detaling his escape and evasion, hooking up with the French Resistance, getting through Spain, and boarding a rowboat out to a waiting fastboat back to England. Got back in Bombers like 2 months later.
one flew for the rcaf.. apparently he sunk a uboat
had a great uncle who fought in korea
Worked on ships (probably Merchant Marine) out of San Fransisco
Oh I never will.
Funny story, someone found it at my grandmothers house (years after granddad died) and pawned it. My dad found out and luckily the pawn shop still had it and just gave it to my dad. After that it stayed at our house.
I have a video of it being shot on youtube.
Father's side was part of a ground crew for P-51s and Mother's side was infantry
he was a decorated merchant seaman from king's lynn on my mother's side, don't remember anything else.
>Someone fucking pawned that gun
>mfw
My grandad passed his Remington from Iwo Jima to his oldest son, which *should* then go to me. Sadly my dad's a bitch who doesn't like guns but doesn't mind the fact that it's a piece of family history. I'm not sure if I'll get that gun or not, and if I do I'm scared what condition it's going to be in.
One was a draftsman for the navy and the other was a B-29 crew chief.
Stayed home and ranched his cattle.
Great Grandfather was in the Russian Army in WW1, picture.
Grandfather was a Tank Driver in the 7th armored division in WW2
Great-Uncle was a B-17 Pilot/Co-Pilot
In this photo he is 2nd from Right, back row. The Aircraft is "RumPot II" part of the 384th Bombardment Group (Heavy).
I believe this mission he was serving as a Tail Gunner for some unknown reason, in spite of being a 1st LT at the time.
Pretty sure my grandfathers youngest son, my uncle, pawned/sold a bring back officers luger and knife.
He was part of the only marine infantry unit in German history called the MSK (Marinestoßtruppkompanie). He was stationed on the SMS Schleswig Holstein. His former branch was marine artillery.
He took part in the operation that marked the beginning of WW2, the storm of the Westerplatte. He only told my father, which is the oldest of his 7 children, only 4 things about the war:
1. During the assault on the plate he saw how his best friend's head was torn apart by shrapnel
2. He was very impressed with the new targeting systems that hit the Norwegian mountain batteries with the second barrage.
3. During front vacations he went to Berlin to visit his Stepdad who was a "gold pheasent" meaning that he was a NSDAP member of the first hour. During his vacation Hitler declared war on the Soviet union and my His stepdad said: "And now we will lose the war"
4. He had a captured Nagant revolver in his boot.
He never talked about the war but the puzzle bits I found allowed me to kinda find out what he did, must have been hell. Only him and 11 others survived the Westerplatte.
After that they took part in the general conquest of Poland. My Grandpa was then stationed in Norway on the "butter front" probably because command decided he has had his share of horror.
He met my Grandma near Oslo and my Dad was born in 1944 in the royal hospital because they couldn't make it to a normal one. After the war they fled Norway and settled down in Northern Germany.
Pic related is them.
larp as an waffen ss nazgul.
He barbequed chinks in nam
On dad's side, he was an army medic in France and Germany. He was directly involved in the liberation of one of the concentration camps, and never spoke of his service as a result. The family only knows that much from what my grandmother got out of his buddies. Post-War he did a variate of jobs, first with the government and later as a contractor, at the Detroit Tank Arsenal. He married his much younger secretary, and they had 4 sons, my father being the 3rd.
On mom's side, he was a army clerk in the Detroit area. He got along poorly with his superiors, who, as he told it, liked to resell government property, and got out of the service as fast as he could. Post-war, he ran an automotive repair shop in rural Michigan. He married a school teacher and they had 4 daughters, my mother being the 3rd.
Try asking your dad if you can clean it. Might give you an opportunity to see what shape it's in and maybe if he sees you care about it he will want to give it to you more.
Carried a BAR in the battle on incheon bay. Also had to stay underwater in a rice patty breathing through a reed once. Barely avoided death as he got transferred to a logistics job right before his entire platoon got wiped.
Shot commies.
Fought as a combat engineer in the Pacific. Him and his mates witnessed the Battle of Leyte Gulf from a hilltop on Leyte Island.
His brothers also served in WW2:
-one in the Army as a SGT in Europe
-one was in the Navy
-the youngest brother was drafted in '43 and KIA Forbach France, March 1945.
ITT: my dad works at nintendo bullshit
Stfu sadasses.
GIs fire at suspected enemy position. Wingen-sur-Moder, France Jan 1945.
What's your problem?
My grandfather's grandfather did a tour of duty during the Insurrection. He was a Corporal and his Regiment saw heavy combat
My great-grandfather fought in ww1 on the Western front and at Gallipoli, got cited a couple times and earned several medals
Drove a landing craft into Iwa Jima. Found an officers katana.
>tfw you'll never have Grandpa's katana
Either you're real into alt-country, legit autistic about /k/ music, or ex-Cav. Which is it haha?
He got daddy issues. Not sure who his daddy is.
Paternal Grandfather
>Scotsman who joined up to fight in WW2, became a member of the Royal British Marine Commandos
>set booby traps for Germans and took a bayonet to the face
>almost shot down a friendly plane
>moved to mexico, married an American a fled the country when it came to light his employer did sketchy shit
>had twelve children, divorced and fucked off into the mountains
>had a massive stroke and was so angry at surviving he starved himself to death
Royal Indian Navy. Floated around doing whatever the British asked them to do. Only certain of trading fire during Pakistan's wars against India. Had a stroke a long time ago and couldn't communicate his glorious battle stories of that time, but he got sneak attacked by a Paki sub and didn't die so yay.
>>tfw you'll never have Grandpa's katana
Why not, user?
>paternal grandfather
Vietnam War draft-dodger
>Maternal Grandfather
Total badass, kicked jap ass back in wwii, even took multiple bullets in the leg and kept charging their trench
And yes, family get togethers were an all out brawl back in the day, if you couldn’t tell
Did he ever talk about what he thought of the reds?
He was in the Navy and fought in Korea.
Green Beret Vietnam; apparently did a stint in MACV-SOG but didn't like the CIA spooks
Otherwise a LRRP but got ambushed, wounded, and sent home
Both were army air corps. Navigators I think. At least mom's father was. Participated in the Berlin airlift. Mom's father married a German girl who was fleeing West after realizing the goose was cooked and she ended up in Paris. Mom's mom's first husband was a double agent for the Germans pretending to be a spy for the Soviets. Never heard from him again so he most certainly got killed. I have my mom's father's PPK he got during helping to govern/occupy some German town after the war. RZM logo and seemed when I looked up numbers to be a 34-36 make. Could be faked but I dunno I like it and I got it after he passed away in 2010.
Pitting isn't great, since the family only discovered it when he passed it may have been stuck in a drawer and largely forgotten about.
>mutt grampas get to bring back all the cool shit they want
>euro gramps cant even own nazi flag without getting raided by the police
its not fair bros
No it's fair. Next time win when you fuck around or else you'll find out
Helped run a concentration camp
Try winning next time.
Mom's side? Navy. Dad's side? Heroin.
Whats an effective way to destroy the US then? if we're gonna win next time the US needs to die before the war starts
Just recruit enough people who are willing to try to take down the US? I dunno man. Historically any one person was not enough to do much, but armies have done the work
>dude just gather 500 million people bro
there has to be an easier way
Did philosophical shit as a hermit in some Laotian cave.
Fuck off cunt America will be the forever kingdom
died
If it makes you feel any better, we can’t bring back any cool shit anymore
>AMERICA WILL LAST FOREVER!!!!
:^)
He got rescued by your grandpas
t. Korean
Bro we’re already dying, the reds are starting to win elections
And you know the first thing they’re going to do is go after the funs
The irony is that Dirlewanger was a complete buffoon leading a rabble of literal retards and Reich social engineering rejects that barely rated as 3rd line troops. They took literal > 100% casualties per their TO&E every time they ran into opponents more ferocious than starved, unarmed Gypsies and Jews.
Dad's side: Navy in the Pacific (pic related, guy on far right, 97 years old this year)
Mom's side: Trained to fly B-29's but didn't see action before the war ended.
Navyfag on the USS Florence Nightingale. Was a boring cargo ship but still more based than anything I’ll ever do in my life.
en.m.wikipedia.org
Also, picture was taken after the war. This is his official Navy photo from about 1941
>Oberscharführer
Not great, but not bad. Cool story, andnice to hear that you have the Luger saved.
One fought for the Italian blackshirts and the other one fought as a captain of partisans in the mountains.
"No Sir, the nearest vessel is the USS Walter Mondale ... it's a laundry ship!"
Royal Marines. 41 Commando. Was initially a part of selection staff. Said the “worst thing was the jerries knew where our training facility was and would raid it from time to time. When doing roll call the next morning, some guys weren’t there, they didn’t get their chance”.
He went on to fight in Europe. His older brother was para. They both did some really hard work in the war and wouldn’t discuss it with anyone else except each other.
Which war?
Fucked countless hot girls while he built subs in Portsmouth naval shipyard. He wasn't allowed to enlist due to shipyard xp.
One was a airplane mechanic stateside during the war. The other was infantry in Europe. The liberation of one of the camps was really fucked up for him.
Pappau was one of 13 children who grew up very poor in Appalichia. He first served in Korea as a POG, but got certified and started working as a plane mechanic. Interwar, he worked for the US embassy in Yugoslavia where he and my grandmother spent almost a decade, only returning to the US so my dad and his brother could be born US citizens. He was technically a plane mechanic for the embassy, but also did reconnaissance for the government on Yugo military aircraft, and worked on some Yugo government planes as well. He said he once saw Tito in the flesh board a plane he was working on. Apparently he once got caught by Yugo authorities with photos of Russian aircraft that were being delivered to Egypt during the 6-day war. The Yugos detested the Russians more or less telling the Yugos they were going to use their airports as a jump off. So when they saw the pics, they just confiscated them and let him go. He served as an aircraft mechanic during the Vietnam war and I didn't get much more than that. Afterwards, as well as after Desert Storm, he worked for NASA and NOAA maintaining and flying aircraft for their experiments. Icluding living in Greenland for a year for the first flights over the ice sheets in the arctic circle to measure the thickness of the ice with Lidar. He served again in Desert Storm, mostly as a coordinator of aircraft maintainance for cargo planes flying between Kuwait and the states. They asked him again to serve in Iraq, but told them no because he was too old be leaving home, he had a grandson. He retired as a Sergeant Major. He still works at the local airport at 87 repairing planes because he loves it.
That's all I remember of what he's told me. There's probably more.
>Paternal grandpa
Shot gooks in Korea and Nam
>Maternal grandpa
Grew crops for the war effort because he was a farmer and damn near blind.
great grandfather was in the merchant marine during WWII
cannot recall any war stories from him but he did have friends that were in the 101st and he used to talk about not letting anyone deny the death camps
grandpa was a little bit too young for WWII but forcibly enlisted by a judge while in High school because he was a troublemaker.
started Airforce career as a tail gunner in A-26's
was involved in early nuke testing
He and a bunch of guys sat in a trench fully kitted up while a nuke was set off some distance away. They'd have them run through and would take rad measurements.
next job was as a "pathfinder" (modern day combat controller) during the Korean war. He would jump out of RB-26s and call in airstrikes
for sure has one confirmed kill when their Korean liason officer pulled a pistol on the pilot in an attempt to make them land in best Korea. Gramps snuck up behind the guy knifed him in the neck and threw him out of the plane. Was awarded an air medal of some type for this (cant remember which)
after Korea he became a piston engine mechanic working on
B-36 (he hated them)
Connie birds
and some special B-29s
was sent to Vietnam during this time and was stationed all over the world with Spain and Frankfurt Germany being the highlights
He retired after 22 years and became a master Volvo mechanic.
he passed away last Halloween
Great grandpa served on the USS North Carolina when it was hit by a torpedo.
Great uncle was part of the lost battalion at Unsan when the Chinese crossed the Yalu River.
Grandpa was in the guard and beat niggers in during the race riots in the 60s.
His brother was in the CIA during the Iranian Revolution in 1979.
And one of my distance relatives was in the LRRPs during Nam and can tell some sweet stories about THEM ambushing the VC for a change.
Opa went into the coal mines in ‘44 as a 12 year old. Made a lot of money in the black market selling coal.
Kek
both grandpas were airforce. One flew f-86s in korea and got an assist on a chinese pilot.. watched him burn alive in his cockpit on his way down.. still haunts him to this day... the other grandpa knew the b-29 superfortress electrical systems like the back of his hand... eventually built a 3/4 scale replica of a Focke Wulf -190 you see in the wings of war episode on the butcher bird.
That depends on your grandpa.
The bulk of what I know is he was in the initial invasion of Luzon and was at Okinawa for a long time then after the war went to korea for some kind of guard duty and knocked up a bunch of gook bitches.
He also had a bag of gold teeth and a "jap revolver"
Maternal: was a paratrooper in the Army, fought in the Pacific. Jumped at Corregidor.
Paternal: scout in the Army. Was taken as a POW in Normandy where he was held in the basement of a French farmhouse until the Allies rode through, and his guards just abandoned them in the house.
Stole a huge nazi banner, swiss cheesed a machine gun nest, rode on horseback through the alps, mailed a nazi jet's machine gun to his parents, and drank with Audie Murphy.
He was a radar operator on some sort of ship in the Korean war.
I did not do my grandfather justice. He was a radar operator on a U.S. Minesweeper vessel. Sorry gramps.
Mine was a forced laborer on a farm and later in munitions factory in Treuenbritzen.
He saw some bad shit.
My great grandpa, he was a reserve pilot. Never found out what he flew before he passed.
Great grandpa fought in North Africa with the Afrika Korps, got captured, married a Scottish girl, they moved to Pennsylvania and had my Grandpa who has done nothing of note, had my dad who died before doing anything of note, to me who jerks off to anime tiddies
Bet that nigga would have stayed the fuck home if he could see the future, I think everyone would.
>werewolves
Explain.
Operation werewolf was the (short lived) National Socialist insurgency after WWII. They didn't have nearly enough funding though and were already demoralized as fuck.
>>had a massive stroke and was so angry at surviving he starved himself to death
That is the most Scottish thing I've ever read.
>Bet that nigga would have stayed the fuck home if he could see the future, I think everyone would.
Yeah, probably. I wonder how many of us today exist only because someone got shot or didn't get shot, or got captured or escaped. How many of us would simply wink out of existence had a war somewhere back in time ended a year earlier, or a year later? How many of us would never have even been a twinkle in our fathers' eyes if not for grandpa's tour in Vietnam or Korea?
B-17 flight engineer.
Did shakedowns and deliveries, mostly to England
He and his father made steel because they weren't healthy enough to fight. Sometimes I wonder if any of their metal was ever used to kill a kraut or a jap.
He was a great man. Fought in WWII and went back to slot chinks in Korea just because.
/thread.
Shot at commies with his dad innajungle, grandpa has a muzzleloader and great grandpa had a beat to shit Mauser, obviously a man of material wealth in his neck of the woods
Grandpa was a teacher, but his dad ended up handling logistics in their home province for the USAFFE.
He was a paratrooper.
Why did he remove his tattoo and stuff?Was he ashamed of his nazi past or just afraid he would get hanged if people knew?
Die.
Mom's side was army corps of engineers in Alaska during the Korean War, built airfields and oil pipelines
Dad's side was airborne but not the pointy end, ended up as a MP guarding a train station in france
>Machined Thompson Receivers and dicked down mad bitches
Baller move
Used an MP40 on those pesky Greeks In the 40s
ДA ЖИBEE ЦAPЯ!
Both grandfathers were in WW2,one in te Army in Europe and one in the Pacific Navy.
Great grandfather was in WW1
3rd great grandfather was North Carolina infantry in the civil war.
Great-grandfather: He fought during the Second World War in the Home Army, that is, the national army against Germany, of course, and then he also fought in the Indo-Chinese War as a legionary.
Grandfather: Half a lifetime in prison for anti-communist activity during the communist era in Poland.
Kek
I know where this is going on
great grandpa fought in North Africa, and then Italy. brought back an fn model 1910 and a k98, unfortunately died in a car crash 2 weeks after returning.
grandmothers stepdad was in the pacific
He was a child trying to survive while his father was away somewhere near the Don fighting the Red Menace.
Paternal: was a navigator on a Bristol Beaufighter, got shot down over Burma, contracted a tropical wasting disease, spent the rest of the war in hospital and had mobility and sensory problems for the rest of his life (yet managed to live to his mid-90s).
Maternal: conscientious objector, was given the choice between being a stretcher bearer or going to prison, worked in a hospital in South Africa, met my nan.
Grandma: matron (officer with commission) in the Queen Alexandria's Royal Naval Nursing Corps, was matron on the first hospital ship to land in Japan after WWII ended, met my granddad in South Africa. Had numerous thyroid surgeries throughout her life, had a few strokes, died when she decided that life was a bit shit now so she gave away all her money to her family (death tax is something like 60% for such a fortune) and stopped taking her stroke medication so she had a big one and died. That old lady was the toughest out of all my war generation family.
Ok. Thought we were related there for a minite
He participated in 1965 or 1971?
Eastern or Western front?
My grandfathers were in Railways storage and GRSE respectively. Don't know if saw any action. Probably did some overtime. Both wars were very short but here in Bengal it was intense.
Bring in the Mexicans
Delusional
Still good
Nice digits
Late paternal grandfather served in Korea in the Army as opposed to the Navy I guess to be different then his family. Served in peacetime so no convat but apparently slayed some Korean pussy cause he had a photo of her in his wallet till the day he died, it pissed of mu grandmother though.
My dads uncles all went to the Naval Academy with the oldest becoming a pilot and setting a flight record for fastest ascent I believe. He eventually got the Distinguished Flying Cross
Worked on railroads and shit in France in WWI
When a friend asked my grandpa wether he used a machin gun in Korea he said "Well I didn't use a squirt gun"
One was an officer in the Luftwaffe Bodentruppen, saw combat in Russia and became POW. Came home as early as 1947 though, Russians were so nice to send him home when he was sick with dyphtery. He was a big nazi before the war, but the Ostfront and Gulag experience must have changed his mind, when he came home he became a social democrat and joined the SPD. Somehow he never thought ill of the Russians, but he hated the Czech with all his heart because of the way they behaved after the war when they expelled the Germans, including large parts of my family.
Other one was director of a ceramics factory.
My great grandfather killed communists in Croatia
My grandfather killed communists in Korea
My father killed communists in Vietnam
I shitpost on Yea Forums
Commies in Croatia?
Paternal Grandpa: 3 Purple Hearts in Vietnam. Never really talked much about them
Maternal Grandpa: Left Vietnam shortly before the war hoping to make enough money to move my mom and grandma to the States. Years later he dies as they make the trip over.
>Be Slav
As far as we can recall we had 6 men in my family go off to fight in the Great Patriotic War but only one ever came back. Grandfather on my mother's side. Massive alcoholic and never talked about it.
They might have done some crazy shit but we will never know.
Grandma on my dad's side was like 5 years old and wrote a full account evacuating by herself from Mykolaiv, Ukraine to Moscow mostly on foot and narrowly surviving the war as a street orphan. This included being strafed by the Luftwaffe, dodging machine gun bullets, escaping from some weird German officer who was collecting orphans for some reason (maybe nefarious, maybe he was actually a nice guy), seeing a kid get shrek'd by UXO and nearly being eaten alive by a swarm of rats.
She then went on to make a career adventuring all over the USSR as one of two women in a huge mapping survey project where she met grandpa. This involved horses, camels, Uzbeks, bandits, dank weed and a lot of mountain climbing.
Great Grandfather shot Communists on the Eastern Front.
I hope I can make him proud one day.
Great grandfather served in the brit navy, one time he was on a ship that took two direct torpedo shots before his ship went down. survived the war, got the medals, then killed himself a few years down the line after my grandmother was born. I sometimes feel like im gonna end up doing the same as him
He was too young to be conscripted but immediately after the war he horded mosins and x54R. He'd often fuck with an old commie neighbor he had by pressing a round into the top of his picket fence posts and splitting the fence post by setting the round off
Just ask if you can borrow them, ask what details he can give about each picture, and then scan them.
No rest for nazi scum.
Paternal Grandpa: Served with the RAF in Palestine working on Morse code. I own his RAF hat.
Maternal Grandpa: Was a member of the Royal Flying Corps during WW1 and then ran a WW2 POW camp for Italian officers he apparently owned a Webley self loading pistol Mk1 from his RFC days but it has been lost to time.
Pic related it's my Maternal Grandpa he's the old bloke in the middle next to my Grandma.
Was basic infantry in the post D-Day push through France. That is until he got into a drunken bar fight and beat the piss out of someone who outranked him, then he spent the next 4 months on body detail. Shit permanently fucked him up.
None of my grandpas did any combat, but my grandmothers brother died killing commies as a Forest Brother.
Pic related, the lad on the left
Unfortunately, I don't have any stories, as my grandma refuses to talk about it
Leaf Flight instructor. Taught Americans how to bomb Charlie in Texas.
>grandad was marine pilot in WW2
>got demoted for taking apart torpedos for the grain alcohol so he could get drunk as fuck
He upheld the finest traditions of the corp
>One was an officer in the Luftwaffe Bodentruppen, saw combat in Russia and became POW. Came home as early as 1947 though, Russians were so nice to send him home when he was sick with dyphtery. He was a big nazi before the war, but the Ostfront and Gulag experience must have changed his mind, when he came home he became a social democrat and joined the SPD. Somehow he never thought ill of the Russians, but he hated the Czech with all his heart because of the way they behaved after the war when they expelled the Germans, including large parts of my family.
>Other one was director of a ceramics factory.
How old are you?
Nice digits.
I'm not that user, but there are a lot of us on here that are older than 30. My granddad went hunting for rabbit and squirrel to feed his family in the depression. He passed from heart attack a while before I was born, but Grandma is turning 93 next week.
>The only time he saw the enemy he went to take a shit in the jungle, ran into a Jap apparently doing the same thing, and they both screamed and ran away
That's fucking hilarious
How does everyone on /k/ know their grandfathers but me? I dont even know if they're alive
The thing is, only the people that know about their granddads are posting. Kind of like....in WW2 the army commissioned a statistician to look at the planes returning from missions and determine where they should add armor to make the planes more survivable. The army boys said they needed armor in the wings, because all those planes had holes in the wings and they just *barely* limped back to base. The civilian statistician said "no you retard, you're only looking at the planes that made it back. Obviously we need to armor the fucking fuselage and engine bay because those make your plane drop like a rock."
So what I'm saying is that only looking at a simple data set and drawing conclusions from that isn't what you're actually looking for. Big picture, user.
>And don't worry about knowing if your grandparents are alive or not. My family is so fucked up I intentionally bailed on them and haven't lived in the same state as them since I was old enough to move out.
>Nice digits.
>I'm not that user, but there are a lot of us on here that are older than 30.
Yea I'm one of them.
I'm trying not to hate Germans but I have every right to.
Thanks for honesty.
killed 27 germans after they took over and burned his village outside of rzhev, then was conscripted and helped to liberate smolensk, minsk and berlin, becoming a tank commander of an IS2 by the end of the war
>What did your grandpa do during the war?
Mine drove a Panzer Tank
Father's side:
WW2, Korea, & Vietnam
In short, killed for Uncle Sam.
Tench warfare and then tunnel rat.
My other grandpa was airborne in Vietnam shot down. Pow. Made it home. Became an alcoholic shut in. 2-4-D/agent orange exposure fucked him up bad and he lost all faith in his government.
I inherited his house and holy fuck Gramps has a gnarly gun collection a lot of pre 86 if you know what I mean.
Father's mother's mother's mother's father (GGG Grandpa died fighting in the second bore war.)
I think my grandpa was an electrician in WWII.
Was he a Seabee?
My father is. He was a lineman, helped build Diego Garcia