My father enlisted in the U.S. Army at 17 and lied about his age so that he’d be accepted. Like many sons and daughters of military personnel, I rarely had the opportunity to discuss my father’s World War II duties, experiences or exploits with him, and when he passed away in late November 2001, there were many unanswered questions about the wound he suffered to his knee, the photos of concentration camps he tucked away in a shoebox in his closet and the medals he received while serving our country for a brief time in 1944 and 1945.

Click here to read the article written by Carl Danbury, which appeared in the June 2010 issue of the Points North Magazine, Atlanta, GA