For those you havnet seen this mini series yet, it's on history channell tonight. Lastnight was the first one, about boot camp, infantry school and then getting ready in england. Tonight they jump behind the lines for D-day.

If you havent watched this, it's well done, and very good movie :salute:

Yes this is a damn good show. There is a few episodes that is based in the winter time that I have a hard time watching. Very good film, if you don't have it, you should go to Best Buy and pick up the whole series. :okthumb:

Best,
Amber C

Definately a great series.

My brother gave my Dad the box set for Christmas - I think they've both had ample time to watch it - time to borrow it :)

Was thinking about getting this for my gung-ho ready-to-go to the Army son... is this appropriate for the 13-15 age range? I remember it being on HBO... and I saw that it's on the History Channel this month, but wasn't sure if that was a cut version or not.

You hear HBO and think Sopranos, Six Feet Under, Sex in the City... etc.

:awinky:

It's a war pic, and the battle scenes are very realistic, so you're gonna see some nasty wounds, dismemberment, that kinda thing. But this is more about the men and their experiences and not just a shoot 'em up pic.

You'll also get a little language and there might even be a set of tah tahs in there somewhere.

I dont think it's MPAA rated, but it would almost certainly be PG-13.

An excellent show from my standpoint as well.
Says a lot about the character of folks under duress. I think I will check it out again on DVD...very applicable for the times some of us are going thru.

one of the reasons I watch it and enjoy it is that My granddad(pa'pa) went into normandy with the 1st div. he was shot and captured as for as I know(he died a few years ago and never talked about it) around the same time and area of the bulge. So I watch it thinking about how it effected him and how he made it though. Gives me chill bumps everytime I watch.Those boys had it very very hard. REAL heros of this century. :salute:

My Dad's plan to defend the Mississippi River by joining the Coast Guard in 1940 didn't work out quite the way he planned. He was on a Destroyer Escort (read: little bitty fucking ship) that was close enough to the shore off Omaha beach to be within range of the German field guns on shore, and in the zone where shots which fell short from the Battleships further out to sea landed.

He talked about to me it in detail exactly once, the night before I went into the Navy. By twelve hours after the invasion began bodies began appearing in the sea around the ship. 30 years later and it still choked him up.

I worked in a gas station/garage all the way through high school, and the guy I worked for was still popping the occasional piece of shrapnel from both legs; one leg was from D-Day, the other from the Battle of the Bulge.

It was very odd to think about it as I was growing up. My dad was an auto parts salesman, but before that he shot down 15+ German planes with a 50cal machine gun. My uncle was an engineer who designed bridges for railroads who was hard of hearing after island-hopping through the Pacific as a Marine. My best friend's dad was an insurance company lawyer with a bum leg from wounds suffered fighting in North Africa. The father of a girl I dated all the way through high school was a Chemical Engineer for Monsanto with a private plane; he learned to fly off carriers in the Pacific. The guy I worked for had a tenth grade education before the war, was a Private when they hit North Africa, a Sgt by the time they went into Italy, and a Captain when they crossed into Germany.

Brokaw wasn't lying when he called them "The Greatest Generation." The series is awesome.

My grandfather was an engineer for the railroads and was a gunner on the Enterprise in the Pacific during WW II.

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My maternal grandfather got off the train in NYC to board a ship to carry him to France in late October, 1918. They turned him around, sent him back to St. Louis, and discharged him.

My dad's family is pure German. His father's side of the family was here by the civil war; his mother's side came in the 1890s. My paternal grandfather went "over there." His mother (my great grandmother) was getting shit from some of her neighbors about being a "German spy" with two sons fighting in France. She did, btw, speak English, although she decided to quit speaking it to her children and grandchildren when she reached 95.

Rumor has it that a great-uncle of mine was returned to Germany over his involvement in the German-American Bund (one of the first American Nazi parties) just before WWII. Trying to get information out of those family members old enough to know anything gave me a great deal of sympathy for the poor saps who had to interrogate German POWs. I swear it would be easier if I had "ways of making them talk..." :D

My paternal grandfather was in WW2 and my Dad still has a Japanese sword he brought back. He was the one with the tattoo on his arm and the only one ever in my family to ever have one :) I wish I had stories to tell about his experiences, but he never shared with me :( He DID teach my brother how to roll his own cigarettes when he was 7. :awinky:

After the war he worked as an engineer in the South Pacific then later for the TVA.

AFAIK, my maternal grandfather was never in the service.