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Raymond S. HOBACK - 29th Division.
Bedford Boys Fallen - Raymond Samuel HOBACK never had a chance to reach 100 years old today. Instead, he sacrified his life for our freedom... Raymond may have made it out of his landing craft, but he never made it to shore. Others recall seeing his body in the water. Bedford also failed to make in on the beach. He was killed by an exploding 88mm shell. Their time in the battle could be measured in minutes... [American D-Day facebookRead more...
[Posted: 2020-01-21 22:40:05]
RIP - Robert GIGUERE - Navy.
It is with heavy heart we learn the passing of Mr. Robert GIGUERE, a veteran of D-Day (Normandy)... He was 93... Four days earlier, Giguere rode across the choppy English Channel toward the Normandy coast with the Sixth Naval Beach Battalion. When his carrier grounded on the beach, a Teller mine detonated from beneath and tore through the ship's hull, Killing several soldiers below deck... [American D-Day facebookRead more...
[Posted: 2020-01-21 22:58:23]
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MACHAN JAMES A
2ND RANGER BN
Allen Machan (He apparently went by Allen) was nephew to my Grandmother Genevieve Geddes. I was told as a child he died at D-Day but they didn't know any more details. His dad is Andrew Machan and mom is Hazel-Mae Machan, nee Goodman. Allen was born in Canada, as was his dad. His mom was born in Iow
Honored by Michael Geddes
[Posted: 2019-09-10 08:12:29]
VILL JOSEPH L
4TH INFANTRY DIVISION
Joseph, My wife and I came across your grave on my visit to Normandy. God bless you and thank you Joseph for your ultimate sacrifice in a battle with evil. When God awakes you from your sleep, Normandy will seem like just a bad dream.I look forward to that day for you and all the brave men who died
Honored by Jordan Kitover
[Posted: 2019-07-16 00:29:17]
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OMAHA BEACH MEMORIAL - TESTIMONIES
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Sergeant Dalmain H. Estes

467th Automatic Weapon Battalion
Battery C


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At dawn on the morning of June 6, 1944, we could see the French Coast as we circled prior to making our run for the beach. I watched through binoculars as men were mowed down by machine gun and rifle fires. I watched as many crafts were hit in the water and either sunk or listed to one side, I watched as one landing craft, full of tanks, stopped too far out and when the tanks disembarked they sank. I watched as my Caption Grzybek's jeep took oft the ramp and he and his driver went down in about one hundred feet of water and they had to swim to shore. I watched as men from landing crafts floundered in the deep water, trying to reach the shore before they drowned. I watched a couple of tanks made it to shore and were knocked out and burned with men pouring out of the turrets.
The landing beach was a mess, dead men, knocked out equipment and others trying to land behind us. It was mass confusion-landing crafts were landing too far off shore some were landing in the wrong zones, men were being separated from their units, many men were hit in the water and either died of the wounds or drowned.
Men were trying to help the wounded only to get hit themselves. Salvos of artillery, rocket fires, machine gun and rifle fire continued from the Germans above us down onto the beach and it was simple to see we had to make the shelter of the bluffs as soon as possible, and them up on top as soon as the exit was cleared.
Our radio man had both legs blown off within fifteen minutes after we hit the beach, our medic was blown away (we believe by a direct mortar hit) Staff Sergeant Greenlee who was shot in the buttocks would not be able to serve with us for some time, several of our other squads suffered injuries.
It was approximately 300 yards from the water to the protection of the bluffs. We kept the half- track moving forward, several of us not on the guns moved from cove to cove, we took cover under a tank and then it was hit "There were no atheists on the beach that day." We all looked to God for help... Smoke and the stench of war was everywhere, we finally reached the top of the bluff. We were delayed at the crest of the exit and we viewed Omaha Beach with awe as it was really a mess-bombed out buildings-vehicles burning-barges sunk at the shore and bodies lying sprawled in the sand.
Private First Class Shelton and I decided to look inside the large bunker overlooking the beach at Saint Laurent sur Mer. I took a Nazi flag laying on the concrete casement and stuck it my battle jacketed returned the flag to the Mayor of Saint Laurent sur Mer fifty years later when my son and I returned for the anniversary of D-Day.

Posted: July 16, 2011
Copyright: Laurent Lefebvre

Dalmain H. Estes - 6 June 2005