My paternal grandfather went into France a few days after June 6, 79th ID. 2 Purple Hearts, Bronze Star, V, oak leaf. He passed away in October of 2003. My maternal grandfather served in the Navy, Pacific theater, but all the fighting was over by the time his ship got to Japan.
My wife's grandfathers both served in the Pacific Fleet. One was a navigator on a PB4Y, and was shot down over the Sea of China. Got hurt pretty bad, but got better and went back to flying until the end of the war. The other served on a battleship, and was the scout aircraft mechanic. He flew them a bit, too, and nearly got shot down when he and the normal pilot were out spotting artillery positions above one of the islands. But they got the flames in the engine (!) to go out, and made it back to the ship.
One of my buddies got a rifle delivered today from the CMP, a Springfield M1. He ordered one with a new barrel, stock, and internals, and we ran it out to the canyon and shot some rounds through it. Those were my first rounds ever through an M1, and the first time I've ever heard an enbloc ping in my face. The thing was smacking rocks at 200 yards.
I liked it. I want one. I want to remember these things.
I need to call my grandpa.