My Father served with the 77th Div. in the pacific, making landings in the Marianas, Philippines and Okinawa.
His brother, an uncle I never met, died near Carentan 6-20-44. He served with the 51st Infantry Battalion, 4th Armored Division.
The last of the siblings (there were four), a Sister, died 6-24-16. The other sister had passed a couple of years ago.
She, as far as I know, was the last of the "WWII" generation in our family. My older sister said, when calling me with the news, "She was the last one."
It saddens me to remember a time when my parents (both passed at a relatively young age) were vibrant and active, and it seems like everybody I knew was either a child of a WWII vet, or a WWII vet themselves.
