Memorial Day is here! It’s become synonymous with being a day to enjoy family, friends and even a having a BBQ, but let’s not forget to take a moment today to remember all our fighting men and women over the years who have made the ultimate sacrifice, by giving their lives so that the rest of us might live free.
Over the years on Memorial day I’ve had a chance to stop at my grandparent’s graves at Fort Snelling National Cemetery in Bloomington, MN.
While I won’t make it there this year, it is always a vivid reminder of just how much so many have given. There are row after row of graves for our military men and women, so many of them having died while fighting for our nation.
A couple of times while I was there I found the graves of medal of honor winners there, and it was amazing to read of their sacrifices later on when I got home via a Google search.
My Grandfather’s POW Story
Being at Fort Snelling also reminds me of just how much my grandfather gave, despite the fact that he wasn’t killed in action. My grandfather, Fred Anderson, was in the U.S. Army Air Corps, becoming a prisoner of war in a German POW camp for over a year. What he went through couldn’t have been easy, and I’m just sad that he passed at such a young age (in his 60’s) due to Parkinson’s Disease and a stroke. I was never really able to get a full accounting of his experiences as I would have liked.
I recently did find out a bit more about his experience as a prisoner of war by reading a book about the experiences of many others in the same prison camp as him, called The Last Escape, The Untold Story of Alled Prisoners of War in Europe 1944-1945.
My grandfather was a replacement waist gunner on a B-17 that was shot down in February of 1944. He had flown three successful missions with his crew, but on the fourth mission during “The Big Week” (see wikipedia) they were returning from a bombing run over Leipzig, Germany, and were shot down.
The entire crew parachuted out of the plane, but were quickly captured by the Germans. They were sent to Stalag Luft 4 near Grosstychow, Prussia where 6,660 other American POWs were held.
My grandfather’s capture was first reported to the International Committee of the Red Cross on February 22, 1944, and he was imprisoned for at least 473 days (1 year and ~4 months) according to the Red Cross.
His recollection of being liberated was in a hospital bed. He went to sleep one night in ill health as a prisoner of the Germans, and woke up to find the Russians had overrun the area. He eventually made his way to France where he recuperated, and then on home to Minnesota where he married and had a family, including his first born – my father.
When he left home before the war he weighed in at 180 lbs, and came home at a thin 130 lbs at the end of 1945. We’re so thankful he made it back, so many were not so lucky.
Since it is Memorial Day weekend the cemetery will be in full bloom with flags flying, and flowers on countless graves, in remembrance of loved ones. It’s usually a very stirring sight, and I may try to make it down there the day after just to get a glimpse – and to say thank you in prayer for all those brave men and women.
So on this Memorial Day weekend, thank you to our veterans, and thank you to those who have already paid the ultimate price. You won’t be forgotten.
Peter, Just saw the amazing movie, Red Tails about the courageous journey of the Tuskeegee airmen. We always need to keep our military heroes in the forefront of our minds. They do so much for us.
For me, Memorial day is truly a day that I think back to the time when I was on active duty in Vietnam. I was one of those that was fortunate to get back home in one piece while a lot of my friends paid the supreme price with their lives. I don’t know how I kept my sanity seeing all of these guys die, and then to come back home and have individuals cursing us for being over there. That hurt more than anything I can think of. Yes, we really do have a lot to be thankful for, and should especially remember those who gave their lives for us, and also their families who had children grow up without a father to guide them.
Thank you for your service and sacrifice on our behalf Gustav!
We remember and honor all of the veterans and also the men and women in the armed forces today. We will always be grateful.
Amazing story, Peter. All to often I see people treating Memorial Day like a party day when it should be a day of remembrance. I have been following your blog for sometime now and you’ve really inspired me to start working on my own site. So, thank you!
As usual, a great article from you. As a Vietnam vet, I enjoy hearing stories of other veterans. We didn’t suffer from such maltreatment as your grandfather, but mostly at home as we returned from our tours overseas. May God bless our troops, and America
Gary, thank you for your service.
It is important to remember the fallen, as somber as it may be. Wonderful article.