WWII Memoirs
My uncle, Lloyd D. Lindsey, is 92 and still kicking! He's a quiet, kind-but-tough ol' Missouri Boy who still rolls his own cigarettes and, from age 12 until the day he retired, only worked for one employer, the International Shoe Factory.
Like most good ol' boys, he never said much. When my other uncle, Lloyd's brother Paul, died, I found a handwritten copy of Lloyd's memoirs of WWII in Paul's belongings, copies of which had been disseminated to the family.
I would never have guessed how much he had to say; or how much he had been through. I sat down and read the whole thing in one sitting. Like most Vets, he never talked about the war. He said he just wanted to talk about happy subjects. Now I know why.
He was sent to France not long after D Day and participated in the Battle of the Bulge. What an incredible story! Like Truman, Uncle Lloyd's narrative is "Plain Speaking" but one I will never forget.
On another thread, someone mentioned that people are trying to archive the stories of WWII soldiers, as there are not many of them left.
So I thought I would copy it word for word here, for posterity's instruction and for your reading enjoyment.
marieb
While men consider what place to give Jesus in history, He has already decided what place to give them in eternity. - Leonard Ravenhill
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