Those pictures made me think about the stories we heard when I went on a Honor Flight to Washington DC with my dad . Two buses of WWII vets have alot of stories to tell. I met my dads grade school buddy Kenny and fellow Marine on that trip . Both in the 4th marine divsion, both were at Iwo Jima, It's hard to believe they are still with us and don't mind talking about it. Kenny was pinned down behind some blown up equipment taking fire and watching buddies getting picked off. My dad hit the beach later, not on the first wave . He was one of the "lucky" ones , he was issued a flamethrower. It's a good thing he was in great shape because at 5' 6'' 145lbs that 80lb flamethrower didn't make it any easier. God Bless those men !
Here is a picture of my dad & Kenny at the Marine Corps Memorial , My dad is on the left , he is 84 and Kenny 85.