Rest in peace Uncle Jack ... you are not forgotten. You are always in the hearts of your family.
my grandfather like alot of men & woman sacrificed there lives to keep us free
RIP Once an Airborne Gunner, Always an Airborne Gunner.
I never had the pleasure of meeting my uncle as I was not born yet, but from all that I have heard he was a fun loving, father and husband. My mom and grandmother would talk frequently about him. He would have been proud of his son Terry and his granddaughter Terry Lynne and grandson Robert and their families
I was born after you were gone but your memory is kept alive. Some friends that knew you said you always laughed and loved life, my mom said you were a great brother. Your son was a wonderful person who sadly never got to know you. Your grandchildren are wonderful people and your great grandchildren are beautiful lovely people. Rest in peace Uncle Jack.
Peter (born as Pieter) was the oldest brother of my father, Martinus Modderman.
RIP Sir thank you we will never forget
RESPECT AND HONOR. RIP
In any textbook dealing with the Allied victory in Europe you will find many chapters on Allied planning and how this ultimately won the war. I would suggest further to this that it was the men on the the ground that won the peace, a peace paid for with great sacrifice; one purchased for our security and liberty. May we continue to remember and respect what was purchased for us and at what cost. They won the peace for us all.
RESPECT AND HONOR
I am named after my uncle John. i am the son of Bill McGouey John's brother. I have a son who looks just like you his name is Dustin Richard McGouey and he is also military. I wish we could have known you. We love you. May you rest in peace
R i p uncle Ron.what a great web site.
My Great Uncle Douglas Arthur Smithers R.I.P
we will never forget !
Victor Maynard was known to his family as "Jackie" I never knew my Uncle as he was KIA in August 1944, and I was born in November of that same year. The main story I remember growing up , is hearing about how my grandmother had kept a locket his hair before he left. Apparently he was the only one of her sons that she did this for. I guess in her heart she felt that once he left out that door , she would never see him again. A story that breaks our hearts every time I hear it.