“June 6—D-Day 2400—Eating a good meal, may be the last boat team. Sea very rough. Started loading one, went down to compartment with my men about 0230, went over side, down net + it was really tough. Took off to rendezvous area, had a tough time finding it, made it o.k. Started circling, finally the other boats came in. Planes lit up the beaches, AA fire starting, flares dropping, beautiful sight but it scares the hell out of you. All hell broke loose from the beach, some boats hit by 88. We are near beach + 88 opened up on the boat on our right + almost hit us. Some boats hit land mines, lucky we landed because much more we would have sunk— water still rough.
Jumped out in waist deep water, about 500 or 600 yds from seawall, the longest I have ever seen in my life. M.G., mortar, + artillery fire around us. Finally in shallow water + able to run, had to miss all types of obstacles in + out the water. Picked up six rounds of 81mm ammo on the way, it seemed as though we would never reach the seawall. Men being blown up and hit all around me, you could hear them scream, it was horrible.
Finally hit seawall, stopped to get a blow and bearing, Gen. Roosevelt walking around telling everyone to clear the beach or they would get killed. Rockets hit the third section— injured: Lts. [lieutenants] Levy, Arps, Analyzing a D-Day Diary © The National World War II Museum 6 Singer, Cole, Sgt. [sergeants] Hasting— Killed: Cpls. [corporals] Herr, Brandt, Wadja. Time to move or they will kill us all. Gen. Roosevelt gave me lots of courage. Under small arms + artillery fire. Navy left us 1000 yds. too far left, the left outfit caught hell. Moved in very fast, every house + tree loaded with men, they fire at you from all directions, very hard to see them as they use smokeless powder. Will get on to them soon then they will catch hell. ”
_ Sidney J. Montz was a lieutenant in Co. D, 8th Regiment, of the 4th Infantry Division, US Army. The 4th Division was one of five US divisions that assaulted Utah and Omaha Beaches on June 6, 1944—D-Day. Sidney was born in Louisiana in 1914, served as an ROTC corporal at Louisiana State University, and became a lieutenant in the United States Army when he enlisted in August 1942. On D-Day he was 29 years old. It would be his first combat. here….
“I’m sensitive to the damage a sheltered life can cause, and I do my best to foster independence where I can. For example, when I take my 5 year old to the supermarket, I let him roam about the store eating sample and searching the discount fruit bin for good deals while talking to employees and sometimes strangers.
This never fails to cause some well-meaning adult to inform me that I’ve lost my kid. “No,” I tell them. “he knows where to find me.” I usually receive disapproving looks. I wonder what they’d think of my mom, who’d let my brother and I wander off into the toy aisle while she grocery shopped in peace, tasking us with the responsibility to catch up with her at the checkout line when she was finished. They’d likely call the cops on her today.
It seems that no matter what I do to give my kids more freedom, I’m stymied by other adults. I used to walk my little one into preschool, open the locked, coded door for him, then kiss him goodbye. It was then up to him to hang his coat, fish his folder out of his backpack, wash his hands and make his way into class.
That is, it was up to him until a couple of months ago when one of his teachers got upset after finding him “wandering the hallway alone” and asked that I escort him into class. “Otherwise,” she said, “we could get into trouble.”
And so my 5 year old had even that small bit of freedom yanked from him. I’m annoyed, but I don’t blame the preschool. Everyone is terrified of being sued.” keep reading…
Made it back safely after a wild three days hold up in a casino with some golf sprinkled in. Great time had by all but may have incurred some lasting damage due to a high volume of alcohol. Seems I’ll never learn.
One thing that I would like to mention. They had a Superbowl viewing party in a huge conference room at the casino with hundreds of people on hand to party hard and watch the big game. As the national anthem started everyone in the room stood up, removed their hats and listened to the anthem, not a peep out of all of those people until the flyover which people put their hands in the air and applauded or yelled. It’s times like these that remind me why America is the greatest country in the world, people of all types standing as one in honor and respect for country and flag……. got a little misty eyed as I looked around at the crowd, hats off, hands on their hearts, then hands in the air.by jeffli6 with 1 comment
We lost a family member last week and had a funeral Saturday, kind of kept us busy so I didn’t have a lot of time to post.
Things are slowly getting back to normal so I can get back on track.
I posted more information earlier but I have chosen to remove it due to the content on this blog I feel it’s a disrespect to the man who passed away.
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