12-03-2006, 06:51 PM
Today I have gone back to read and re-read some of the Veteran's stories here, and the ones about Bastogne in particular, since it's cold and snowy as I look out my window. For some reason a large lump has appeared in my throat that won't seem to go away. Reading Paul Hinkle's and Jim Hennesey's stories...and remembering what those young men did in the Winter of '44, along with all the rest of the guys who have posted their stories here...some days it's just too much.
Dogdaddy
Mine were two winters on the mountains of Italy. '43,'44. I paid the price.
Didn't get trench mouth but got a gum infection. Lost my teeth, all were good. Others got trench feet and lost toes.