Posted this on my facebook page this morning and thought I'd share here...I'll always owe my grandfather a debt of gratitude:
"Seventy-three years ago today, a young, courageous George J. Brown waded onto the shores of Normandy. My grandfather's dog tags are my most prized physical possession. I get the chills every time I hold them, knowing they were around his neck on that damp, cloudy morning. He was a world-class cyclist whose Olympic dreams were put on hold; now he was about to fight the worst evil the world had ever known. I can't comprehend what he was feeling when the door to his landing craft swung open. I won't even try. He battled his way onto the beach, through the hedgerows of Normandy and into the heart of Hitler's Europe. He went toe-to-toe with the elite Waffen-SS in the Battle of the Bulge. He bled for his country (two Purple Hearts). I sit in my garage smoking a cigar this morning -- fat, happy and FREE -- because of the sacrifices of a better man than me. I have nothing to bitch about in this wonderful life of mine. Nothing! Gramps, you truly were of the Greatest Generation. And I thank you."
Untitled by Jason Maier
Untitled by Jason Maier
"Seventy-three years ago today, a young, courageous George J. Brown waded onto the shores of Normandy. My grandfather's dog tags are my most prized physical possession. I get the chills every time I hold them, knowing they were around his neck on that damp, cloudy morning. He was a world-class cyclist whose Olympic dreams were put on hold; now he was about to fight the worst evil the world had ever known. I can't comprehend what he was feeling when the door to his landing craft swung open. I won't even try. He battled his way onto the beach, through the hedgerows of Normandy and into the heart of Hitler's Europe. He went toe-to-toe with the elite Waffen-SS in the Battle of the Bulge. He bled for his country (two Purple Hearts). I sit in my garage smoking a cigar this morning -- fat, happy and FREE -- because of the sacrifices of a better man than me. I have nothing to bitch about in this wonderful life of mine. Nothing! Gramps, you truly were of the Greatest Generation. And I thank you."
Untitled by Jason Maier
Untitled by Jason Maier