Sims2789
Fool me once...
I know I'm asking this again, but I don't feel like reiving a dead thread:
Amercian Revolution:
My mom's great-something-grandfather was Washington's body gaurd.
Civil War:
My Great-great-great-great-grandfather fought for the Confederates. The Home Gaurd tried to raid his house, but my Great-great-great-great-great-grandmother chased them off with a knife. She sent her youngest son, who wasn't in the War yet, to go find the Sims's who were fighting. He found them, and they deserted and moved to Texas, where most of us reside to this day. Note that we didn't own slaves.
World War I:
My Step-grandfather's uncle fought for the United States during WWI.
World War II:
My Great-grand-uncle on my mom's side fought for Britian during WWII. He got captured by Germany, and while he was in a POW camp, he caught some sort of disease. He died from it six months after the war ended in Europe.
My mother's partner's father fought for the US as an Infantryman during WWII. He got captured by the Germans, but he lived.
My Step-grandfather was a B-17 [ilot who got shot down over France. He made his way into Spain, but was arrested. A French Red Cross worker bailed him out. He went to a party in Spain before going back to serve in Britain, and he says, "There were 10 swastikas for every US flag." But he didn't fight the Nazi's, I mean, come one, it's a party! He gave his pistol to some Free French. He had 7 bullets in it, and he said that the French person said she'll give him 7 dead Nazi's. He says that he'd have a better chance at hitting someone with it if he threw it than he would if he shot it.
Vietnam:
My Grandfather on my dad's side was an Airforce officer, but he fought in some ground battles when his base was attacked. He won a bronze star for something. His barber was a Vietkong spy. One night when his base was attacked, and the next morning he was walking on the beach, and he found his barber dead. When he came back to the States, he no longer supported the war. I think he killed someone, since he is a great shot with a rifle and a pistol, but he doesn't talk about the war. It hasn't made him go crazy, though, and it doesn't seem to affect his life beyond him not liking to talk about it.
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I probably had some relatives who participated in the Viking raids against Britian, since my grandmother, who claimed to be full English, had a Viking last name. So she was probably 99/100 English!
Amercian Revolution:
My mom's great-something-grandfather was Washington's body gaurd.
Civil War:
My Great-great-great-great-grandfather fought for the Confederates. The Home Gaurd tried to raid his house, but my Great-great-great-great-great-grandmother chased them off with a knife. She sent her youngest son, who wasn't in the War yet, to go find the Sims's who were fighting. He found them, and they deserted and moved to Texas, where most of us reside to this day. Note that we didn't own slaves.
World War I:
My Step-grandfather's uncle fought for the United States during WWI.
World War II:
My Great-grand-uncle on my mom's side fought for Britian during WWII. He got captured by Germany, and while he was in a POW camp, he caught some sort of disease. He died from it six months after the war ended in Europe.
My mother's partner's father fought for the US as an Infantryman during WWII. He got captured by the Germans, but he lived.
My Step-grandfather was a B-17 [ilot who got shot down over France. He made his way into Spain, but was arrested. A French Red Cross worker bailed him out. He went to a party in Spain before going back to serve in Britain, and he says, "There were 10 swastikas for every US flag." But he didn't fight the Nazi's, I mean, come one, it's a party! He gave his pistol to some Free French. He had 7 bullets in it, and he said that the French person said she'll give him 7 dead Nazi's. He says that he'd have a better chance at hitting someone with it if he threw it than he would if he shot it.
Vietnam:
My Grandfather on my dad's side was an Airforce officer, but he fought in some ground battles when his base was attacked. He won a bronze star for something. His barber was a Vietkong spy. One night when his base was attacked, and the next morning he was walking on the beach, and he found his barber dead. When he came back to the States, he no longer supported the war. I think he killed someone, since he is a great shot with a rifle and a pistol, but he doesn't talk about the war. It hasn't made him go crazy, though, and it doesn't seem to affect his life beyond him not liking to talk about it.
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I probably had some relatives who participated in the Viking raids against Britian, since my grandmother, who claimed to be full English, had a Viking last name. So she was probably 99/100 English!