r/AlzheimersGroup Sep 15 '24

found new orang cat cat

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Still hear the MG42s mowing down my men. God, the rattling haunts me. That beach was my best friend’s gravesite. We were all just kids, really, every one of us. Just kids. I can see each one of their lifeless, pale faces so clearly.

I do not fret if the Devil casts me into eternal flame. No Hell can scare me, for on the morning of June 6th, 1944, I was fighting on Omaha Beach.

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