Dad’s memory of Anzio


In tribute to my favorite veteran (my Dad)! I am posting a part of a poem he wrote   about his experience at Anzio, Italy. The ship he was in was hit by a bomb and sank and Dad was wounded yet by God’s grace he managed to swim to shore. Thanks to God and to my father and all those others who have served over the years we have the freedoms which we enjoy today. This is just my small way of saying, “Thank You!” He wrote this from France because it was written later in the year after he had recovered from his head wound.

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Photo from Dedication of the World War II memorial in Washington D C 

Invasion 282   by Al Caligiuri  France 1944

The flaming ship is bursting high;

The roars rebound!

Seething steel!

Fragments hissing by!

And yet the voices ——!

From out the night

Thoughout the night

Forevermore—–!

 

“Help me! Help me!”

The G.I. yell, but who can hear?

“This way, this way!” You can make it.

Come on you can make it!”

 

And then a silent prayer falls from his lips

His heart is sad!

Dear God, Watch over them!

Dear God, Help them!

 

2 Comments Add yours

  1. Vicki says:

    very touching..

  2. Reblogged this on Praying for the millennials.

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