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This is a very neat topic. Although my father was never in Viet Nam, my grandfather was in WW2 and was in Normandy on D Day. He was in the Navy and served as a beach head transporting troops back and forth from the boat to the shore. My mother told me that her father told her about that day and basicly recited the begining of the movie Saving Private Ryan but only it was his true account of that day. He had told her that when he droped off the troops they were dead by the time he brought the next load back. He could still remember them floating in the ocean dead and he remembered the water being pure red with blood.

On a brighter note he met my grandmother in Ireland while in WW2. they were married and my mother was born in Ireland making me first generation Irish!

Here is a cool real real vintage pic of my grandfather Emil Strnad in WW2 taken while in France.