Kai Sayson, you can be proud of him. I had a distant relative who survived that March and the war. What those men endured is staggering.
My father was still 17 years old and five months short of his 18th birthday when he jumped into Normandy with the 82nd AB. He was one of the men who held Saint Mare Iglis. The old ba&*#@d survive D-Day and Market Garden without a scratch! He was bitter that he busted up his shoulder helping recover a broken down Sherman and spend the rest of the war training replacements at Ft Bragg.
When I got a draft notice in '71 I had little choice.
I joined the USAF!