Good post. Remember the fallen and give thanks for their sacrifices.
My oldest uncle was one of those on the US Dorchester, lost at sea by being torpedoed by a Japanese sub. My oldest first cousin was one of those that landed on Omaha beach. He passed a few years ago, but we talked about that. He told me that if you multiply the first few minutes of the movie "Saving Private Ryan" by a factor of 5, it would be fairly close to what really happened. I never forgot what he said.
My uncle Champ, on my mom's side, was in the Battle of the Bulge, and lived to be 100, and passed about 3 years ago.
I had other relatives in WW2, all of them gone now. But what tales of heroics and courage they told me!