My Dad and Jesus Christ.

My granddad. He put up with me every deer season. I would be carring around my bb gun that would make so much stinking noise. But he never really complaind.

My Dad. He's 78 years old and still my hero.

John Wayne, Clint Eastwood, my younger brother and my lord god and savior.

My Dad. I used to take newspaper clippings to school and show all my friends. He was one of the original 48 men that formed the "Test Platoon" that started paratrooping in the army in 1946. When he jumped into Normandy a German grenade almost got him. In fact, he was left dieing in a ditch with the pin pulled on his own grenade so that if the enemy came he could take some of them out. When another of US found him a LT. whittled a twig and stuck it back in the grenade to keep it from going off. In those days things were communication was different. My family was notified that he had been killed in action. WRONG! He served 30 yrs. in the Army, Then got a job as a DAC at Ft. Benning. He died at in March of 2009 at the age of 92. Never a week goes by that something doesn't happen and I think to myself. "I need to call Pop, and tell him about this". He is my hero and I love him and miss him.

military men and woman. I have served in the Army for yrs but it doesnt exclude any branch, the men and women serving in the military armed forces are some of the finest in the world.

my great-great grandpa who reached the Swazi people with the gospel.
my great-grandpa who has taught me so much about God, though he died before I was born, also a missionary in Africa
my grandpa who, also a missionary in Africa, has taught me a lot of what it means to be who I am.
my Dad who is always there to listen to me, cry with me, laugh with me, discipline me, have fun with me, and struggle through the hard times with me.
My Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, to whom I am but a humble servant, doing what I can while still on this earth.

Rembo, I think you may have dates wrong, being a former 82nd Airborne, I was pinned in 1992, 50 yrs later by one of the test crew who jumped on D Day.
I provided a link with Normady for factual info.

http://www.normandydropzonetours.com/o

hero= My folks who taught me about the Lord, My wife, my lil one.

Ok... I wasn't talking about yours. I said Sargeo1

In my lifetime, my hero was M/Sgt Myron A. Truesdell (USMC Retired), who was my boss in Viet Nam. He conducted himself with honor and professionalism, trained and equipped us well, made certain we were properly assigned and supported, and took it personally when anything went wrong for us. He retired in 1974 and was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis in 1976. He dealt with that problem with the same humor, positive attitude and resilience that he dealt with every other challenge, and those of us who knew him remained lastingly impressed. He continued to put the concern for others ahead of himself, and nothing mattered more to him than his family. His faith in God was never shaken, and his appreciation of life's simpler joys taught us what mattered. Toward the end, he remained cognitive and well oriented...maintained his strength of character, sharp wit, sense of humor, and his concern for his loved ones. My life has been very good to me, but the lessons that meant the most were taught to me by example, by men like Myron, and only time will tell will I even compare to such a man. I've served with many fine Marines, and I'm acutely aware that one need not be a fine, well-socialized, God-fearing human being to be a good Marine. Myron was a complete human being, and a gentleman, and a model as a father and husband. A hero is a man or woman whose conduct merits emulation. Myron was one such. His hero was Jesus Christ, and that's another lesson he taught.

Robert, I have no doubt you'll do your father proud.

Rembo, with all due respect your date is wrong because the USA invaded in 1944, not 1946. The test platoon would had been there already. http://www.army.mil/d-day/

Try this one.