Never forget who came before you

my grandfather, second row, far right

17 year old Signalman Second Class S.J. Capecelatro, Jr.
USS Teluga, WWII

he died in 1991, his generation grows smaller everyday. never forget who came before you.
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My Great-Uncle, ENS Hans L. Jensen, Jr.

Awarded the Navy Cross and the Air Medal for 25 Oct 44, both posthumously, for his role in the Battle of Leyte Gulf. His aircraft was the first to spot the Japanese fleet. He reported the fleet, and then engaged two enemy destroyers, scoring a hit on at least one.
My Uncle SSG Merlin Cooper, Cedartown, GA. Drafted into service, Unit unknown at this time. Fought in North Africa, Italy, France (pic below), and Germany. Met his end when he died of wounds recieved when his Jeep hit a land mine after crossing the Remagen Bridge.

Grandmother, Annie Rudelle Cooper c.1940. Riveted/Bucked Rivets in the wings of Boeing B-29s in GA. "Rudy the Riveter"

Uncle Frank Cooper, served in USArmy, Pacific Theater. Survived WWII, returned home to run successful plastering business in Southern California. (Frank Cooper, far right)

Grandfather James Freeman, US Navy, Served in the SE Asia Theater between WWII and Korea. Old Salt still kicking today, in his 80s and bogging muskeg in Alaska. Can't keep a good man down.

Father, E.K. Cooper, USNavy, Firemans Apprentice, USS MATTOX. Fortunately, he served aboard the ill fated mine-sweeper after it's run in with torpedo boats in the Tonkin Gulf. Discharged when he opted to out when he found he was going to be my Dad.

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The Navy "dis-established" the Signalman Rating last year. Combined them into the Quartermaster rate (Ship Navigators). It seems as if tradition is not held in as high esteem as it once was, and it's a damned shame. Just thought you might want to know.

Here is a pic of my Dad taken in 1942 just before he was sent to Guadacanal. He was 17.

Here is the combat patch I saved from his Ike jacket from Korea.



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I'm feeling the beginings of an "American Patriot" type thread. Settles- you are spot on. These guys MARCHED across Europe, Africa and the islands of the Pacific. Like servicemen and women, past, present and those to come, TRUE HEROES. My thanks to them.

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Not to be controversial, but here's a pic of my Grandfather's brother, German Kriegsmarine (U-Boat). (He didn't survive the war). I've got no pictures of my grandfather from back then, but I have one somewhere of my Grandma (who's Scottish/English), she was in the Canadian Army teaching guys to drive 2 1/2 ton trucks. So ya, folks on both sides...
My great-grandfather, who served as a bugler in the trenches of WW1 France.

And, my grandfather, who started out as an Airborne Infantry officer in the 101st, then went on to pilot B-17's over Europe. In Korea, he served as a Major in an Armor unit.

Dan Curran, Machinist's Mate 3rd Class
USN 1944 - 1946
1926 - 1976

RIP, Dad, and thanks for your service.

edited to fix photo link


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Did you mean the oiler USS Taluga? My father served aboard AO-62 during Vietnam. The Taluga had a long a distinguished history. If it is the same ship we are talking about did you know she was hit by a kamikaze in April 1945.

I've got a small photo book from WWI that belonged to my Great Grandfather. It has a bunch of photos and postcards from the camp he trained at in California and the Camp he was at in France. I'd love to scan them for you guys but I don't have that capability right now. Hopefully this thread won't be too old by the time I can do that.

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This thread is fucking AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!

So much history...

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Something a little bit different. The same never the less.

I never thought I would be contributing to this thread until I saw this picture of my grand uncle, who fought the Japanese in WWII and the Communist China during Chinese Civil War (45-49). Picutre of him retired as Captain from ROCA (Republic of China Army, Taiwan) in 1972.

Sorry about the quality of the photo.


Originally posted by Bill, Idaho:
This is one of the coolest threads going! As soon as I can get a couple of pictures of my dad sent down to Zushwa, I can jump on as well. Keep'em coming. This is what keeps the USA the USA!!!!!!!!

Ask, and ye shall receive:

I'll let the old man give details but it looks like federal contracting must be genetic. Wink

Edited for picture sizing.


My dad, the guy with the Thompson, worked for the Army during WW2. He taught guys how to drive tanks at Ft. Knox. He never talked much about anything, but I did hear from my mom that he had a run-in with some guy named Patton way back when, while still at Ft. Knox. I would love to find someone that knows more about the picture, maybe sons of the other guys in the background.
I posted these pics in another thread I mistook for this one!

My Australian Grandfather Castle (1941-ish) before heading over to Africa in WWII.





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And my Aussie Great Grandfather Castle, World War I, Australian (ANZAC) 5th Light Horse.






   Anybody can blow something up, but to disarm anothers bomb, this is when talent, skill, bravery & LUCK will all determine "Success or Failure".  


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As a french, I'd like to thank wholeheartedly all of your parents who went to fight for and liberate my grandparents during WWI & II, and more generaly thank all of your parents, and you, their children, who served or are still serving with honor under the US and allied flags.

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Firstly what a fantastic thread, great idea, fascinating to see these photos. We owe a lot to these people.

Well here I go!

In order of age;

William Stewart LINDSAY

Great Great Grandfather

He fought and Survived the boar war and that's about all I know about him, but here is a picture:

Cpt Alfred Steward LINDSAY

Great Grandfather

Fought in Gallipoli during WW1 in a light car patrol fighting the Turkish in the Fife and Forfar Yeomanry division. Transferring troops behind enemy lines and out again.


Driving car

1st on right

1st on right

He was awarded The Military Cross [MC] (with mention in dispatches) and the Croix de Guerre during his time out there. This was for pretty much single-handly re-capturing a British MG post that was overrun.


( He won the MC when he was 2nd Lt it is signed by Winston Churchill – secretary of state for the war at the time)

Here is a picture he took of General Edmund Allenby and Price Feisal, who you should know if you are aware of Lawrence of Arabia or watched the film:

more info

My Great Grandfather lived to an old age but I never had the opportunity to meet him.


Great Uncle

Fought through middle east, Italy etc with the Desert Rats during WW2. He was a Sherman tank navigator. He sent me his diary extracts last year, which really quite touched me. He had a tough time out there against the Jerry's.

Here is a picture of him and his chaps on the tank:

Still alive and kicking! His mother (my Great Grandmother was an Ambulance driver during WW2!)

Kenneth Plasted


Owned a butchery in Oxford, sent to war to carry on his trade in the army during WW2! I believe he was extracted from Dieppe with the rest of our troops and went across again in June 1944. He never ever talked about it at all, but he kept his Lee Enfield MKIII, not sure where it is mind you.

Died about 20 years ago after 5+ heart attacks, no pictures of service I am sorry to say.

Jack Stewart Lindsay


Navy sent him to Oxford University at the start of the war, he then trained to fly in the US and Canada as airspace was so restricted in England.
He ernt his wings and thankfully perhaps he did not see active service.

This picture of him flying must have been in 1944-43 time:


I believe it to be a T6 Texan ( ) and was yellow?, does not look it due to the colour fade!

He had a few flights in a P51-mustang and said it was the scariest moment in his lifetime!

Still alive and retired in Spain.

These guys are my hero's, I am near 25 years old (David Stewart LINDSAY), was unable to start officer training because of Asthma, but still want to try to do my bit. Perhaps I am somehow working in an office, I just don't know.
-"Hold on tight"-
I'll see if my grandfather has any photos (he's 89 and still going fairly strong, bless him) of himself during WW2.

He was in the Royal Artillery over here in the UK. I'm not entirely sure what he did, where he went, or exactly which unit he was in - I've never really had a chance to ask him (mostly since he's always nagging my grandmother Big Grin ) but I must do so soon before it's too late. There aren't many veterans like him left now, sadly, and there's a hell of a lot we could learn from them all.

My grandmother (again, she's still going - she had her 90th a few months back) spent the war mostly 'entertaining' the US troops, if you know what I mean Wink. That wasn't her official job but it seems to be what she's remembered for Big Grin.

My great great grandfather (I think - sorry, tired and confused tonight), Col. John Whitehead Peard, fought alongside Guiseppe Garibaldi during the 1800s. He was often known as "Garibaldi's right-hand man". Interesting guy - my mother's quite interested in the family history so we've unearthed a lot about him!

John Peard first met the legendary Italian patriot Giuseppe Garibaldi on the field of battle. During their introduction, a movement in the Austrian lines attracted Peard's attention. "Pardon me, but there's a devil of an Austrian over there who's catching my eye," he declared. He then insouciantly raised his rifle and fired a shot. Every member of Garibaldi's entourage trained his field glasses on the Austrian, who took a few stumbling paces before falling face down in the dirt. Peard then nodded with satisfaction and held out his hand to Garibaldi: "Good day, general. I hope I see you well..."

Like I said, I'll try to get a photo or two of my grandfather if he has some Smile
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My family has a long history of distinguished military service. Sadly, I don't have photos of any of them in uniform. My grandfather, the family historian, may have some, and I'll see if there's anything he can scan and send.

I had a great-great grandfather who served in the Confederacy during the Civil War, after immigrating from Scotland.

My family has some relation to Maj. Reno, who was one of the few to survive the Battle of Little Big Horn.

I have a great-great uncle who flew with the Red Baron during WWI, but don't know if we have any family photos of him from that time (he later immigrated to the US and became a jeweler).

My grandfather flew B17s and B29s during WWII, and my great uncle was an arial cartographer during the war. In fact, Moen Island, in the Truk Islands, is named for him since he was one of the first people to map it. Both are still alive and kicking.

Also, one of my cousins was a Navy helo pilot during the first Gulf War. Unfortunately, he and his crew were killed in a crash shortly after the end of the war.
My Dad was in the O.S.S. in WW II. He has never said too much about it until a few years ago,he's almost 94. He was in France doing covert spying.

He still has not told me too many things about his exploits during the war.

My uncle was a medic and was attached to the third infantry division and I guess was at Anzio,among other places in Europe.

Sorr I don't have any pictures but I am a newbie and I don't know if I can yet and plus I don't know how. Could someone show me how to post a picture ?

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I did not have a scanner so I managed to get mine by taking pictures of the originals (macro). I then cut them to size made some brightness adjustments and then used a free image hosting company - it really is very good ! (you can create albums and all sorts) it should also resize the pictures for you if they are too large.

PM me if you require any aditional help.
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I believe it to be a T6 Texan ( ) and was yellow?, does not look it due to the colour fade!

It is indeed a T-6 but it was called the Harvard in British service. It's interesting how the Brits would purchase some of our aircraft and re-name them. The British bought some of the EARLY B-17s from us - instead of the Flying Fortress they were called the Washington, NOT to be confused with the Wellington.

Just my $0.02 worth.





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I really dont know much about my grandpa's service Remember some pretty cool stories from when I was little, here are some pictures of him, He was in the navy in the pafic during ww2 he was also in Korea.

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This topic KICKS ASS!!

These are my wife's grandfathers.

Below is Dominic P. Dentino. He served with H Co. 36th Engineer Group (Combat). He fought from North Africa through Italy into southern France and into Germany. He took part in all the amphibious landings in Italy. Even though he spent 42 days straight on the front fighting as infantry in Italy, the unit was refused the CIB because they were engineers. What a shame. He died the day before his first great grandchild, my son, was born in 2003:

Below is Thomas Bruno. He served with the US Army Quartermaster Corps in the South Pacific. I don't have as much information about his service. He passed away in 1999.

Thank God there are still men who are born into this country to be warriors.

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My dad has all the pics, but...

WW1 - Grandfather was one of the first five men that ever volunteered at what is now Fort Jackson. Later trained at Ft. Dix and served in France with an artillery unit. We have a newspaper pic of him in a short line of volunteers, and one of those huge panoramic pics of his division as it was getting ready to head off to France.

WWII - Three uncles served, one was a B-17F pilot, 8th AF, saw action over Schwinefurt in early '45, and was on the raids where the Luftwaffe first used the ME-163 (skidded wildly through formations like a wobbly bullet, couldnt hit shit) and ME-262 (a VERY scary and lethal thing to have hunting you in a B-17!) He hated them both because everytime they showed up, he had to sit through multiple extra hours of debriefings, telling the intel folks the same thing over and over and...Another uncle saw action in N.Africa and Italy.

All gone bomber pilot uncle died last August.


This sucks, i really wish i had photographs of my uncle, and my grandfather. I will see if i can dig some out. But i dont hink I have any.

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