My wife's uncle, Frank Horvath from North Arlington, New Jersey (all 5'6" of him) was wounded at Guadalcanal in 1942 and again at Iwo Jima in 1945. He walked with a permanent limp after taking an unfired .50 cal shell to the hip after a Jap motor blew up an ammo storage area at Iwo Jima. It must have been a tough 3 years between those two battles. He never talked about the war and I only found out about the two Purple Hearts when I went to his funeral and they were pinned on his casket. RIP Uncle Frank!
