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My Great Grandad drove one of the landing crafts at Sword Beach on D-day. It got hit by a shell though killed nearly everyone and he ended up in the hospital with hysterical blindness, never talked about the war.

His son, my Grandad also served in WW2 as an engineer on an aircraft carrier, gave me a couple of photos and his old navy IDs.

He was on HMS Ark Royal when it was sunk by a uboat in 1941. He said it wasn't too bad, pretty much everyone made it off and they got to spend a few weeks partying on either Gibraltar or Malta, I can't remember which before they got their next assignments.

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He had.lots of stories about his time in the navy in WW2. He also introduced me to combat sports, I remember watching Prince Naseem fights with him in the early 90s.
 
Growing up I didn't know my dad, white trash druggie who had multiple kids.
Apparently he has double digit warrants in multiple states for all his drug deals. In the late 90's/ early 00's he started a successful moving company but it was a front for drug moving lmao. Suburban couples would have their nice furniture in with dope.

I briefly worked in corrections. One day an inmate tells me a guy got brought in today with the same last name as me and looked like me. I ignored it. Heard it about ten more times in a week. Finally said fuck it and had a co from that wing take me to this guy. Mind you this is minimum security so mostly guys in for petty stuff. Sure as shit this dude looks alot like me. Turns out he's my half brother, born within a year of me.
Some wannabe warden rips my ass for like an hour saying I'm trying to sabotage the prison or something stupid. Threatens to make me work all my shifts at the nearby max security prison. Set up a meeting with the warden and he kinda chuckled about it and said "makes sense, your dad was in these walls at one time wellAs long as nothing fishy goes on I really don't care". I ended up leaving six months later but was really wild.
 
A few family legends come to mind, living and dead. A deceased family legend is considered a founder of what became Yale University. I can remember as a young kid coming across an old encyclopedia that had a write up on this ancestor of mine. It said he was quite a difficult teacher. He used to have students enter his classroom on their hands and knees, praising him as they crawled to their seat. I guess some traditions never change at Yale. <lol> I've never seen other write ups on the ancestor similar to that old one, I read years ago. Makes me wonder if it was true, but regardless made me laugh a bit. Lots of teachers in my family ancestry. I'm guessing some would have loved having that extreme control over the classroom.
 
White trash, you say? My great grandfather was arrested for crimes against nature. His wife caught him banging a cow and turned him in. Sidenote - He was second cousins with Jesse James.
 
Mother's side: my uncle, married to my mother's sister, was a serie A soccer player that played for one of the legendary teams in soccer history. European cup winner, semi-finals of the world cup. He was a very well known person.

Dad's side: one of the older relatives was a key person in the country's history. He was a character in a Liam Neeson historical based movie.
 
Mother's side: my uncle, married to my mother's sister, was a serie A soccer player that played for one of the legendary teams in soccer history. European cup winner, semi-finals of the world cup. He was a very well known person.

Dad's side: one of the older relatives was a key person in the country's history. He was a character in a Liam Neeson historical based movie.

Taken with liam neeson?
 
My Great Grandad drove one of the landing crafts at Sword Beach on D-day. It got hit by a shell though killed nearly everyone and he ended up in the hospital with hysterical blindness, never talked about the war.

His son, my Grandad also served in WW2 as an engineer on an aircraft carrier, gave me a couple of photos and his old navy IDs.

He was on HMS Ark Royal when it was sunk by a uboat in 1941. He said it wasn't too bad, pretty much everyone made it off and they got to spend a few weeks partying on either Gibraltar or Malta, I can't remember which before they got their next assignments.

440px-HMS_Ark_Royal_sinking.jpg


He had.lots of stories about his time in the navy in WW2. He also introduced me to combat sports, I remember watching Prince Naseem fights with him in the early 90s.
My great uncle was also Ark Royal when it was sunk. He was bit annoyed because he lost his record collection. He was Swordfish torpedo bomber navigator.
 
My great uncle was also Ark Royal when it was sunk. He was bit annoyed because he lost his record collection. He was Swordfish torpedo bomber navigator.
I remember one story he told me about one of the worst things he saw was one of the planes didn't get enough speed to take off and it just went over the edge of the ship into the sea and that was the last they saw of it.
 
I have a legendary great uncle.

He loved 2 things in life: drinking and fighting.

He would find a bar, then go there every night, and eventually he'd start a few fights and the owner would get sick of it and ban him from the bar. So he'd have to go find another bar to spend his nights at.

This happened several times until there was only 1 bar in town that would let him come in but it was way across town from his house. Well of course he got caught drunk driving home too many times and lost his license and his car.

So he fixed this problem by buying a house that was right next to the bar. Everything was great until he got in another fight and got banned from the last bar in town. The bar that he literally sold his house for. The bar that he now lives next door to, but can never go in.
 
My grand father knew where all there bodies were buried because he buried them.

My dad told us that my grand father worked for Joe Dippalito "Joe Dip." Joe was my grand dad's boss and my grandfather worked in the "vineyard" that Joe owned.

They wrote a book about it.

 
I remember one story he told me about one of the worst things he saw was one of the planes didn't get enough speed to take off and it just went over the edge of the ship into the sea and that was the last they saw of it.
I have a letter from my great uncle that he sent to me detailing his life during the war for a school project and I think he might have mentioned this specific incident. It's been decades since I read it though so I might be misrembering or conflating it with something else.

He did his flight training in Canada at the same time as my Grandfather was doing his (he was a training to be a fighter pilot instructor) and they managed to meet up for a drink despite being stationed over a thousand miles apart.

He didn't drink coffee because it made him feel like he was back in action being shot at by German planes and AA.

The incredible thing is that the majority of the things he did during the war happened before he was 21. Very different times.
 
Remember the legend of Wild Bill Hickok? One of the greatest gunfighters of the old west. He never lost a gunfight and was killed by a man who shot him in the back while Bill was playing cards. Bill was holding what is now called The Dead Man's Hand, aces and eights.

No, I'm not related to Wild Bill. My relative was the coward who shot him in the back lol.
 
Remember the legend of Wild Bill Hickok? One of the greatest gunfighters of the old west. He never lost a gunfight and was killed by a man who shot him in the back while Bill was playing cards. Bill was holding what is now called The Dead Man's Hand, aces and eights.

No, I'm not related to Wild Bill. My relative was the coward who shot him in the back lol.
Damn, that's a good ice breaker. Love the av. Furio was awesome.
 
My great grandmother supposedly tied herself to the kitchen table to prevent her children being taken into the Hitler Youth.

Shortly before or after the end of WW2(the timeline and details are sorta flimsy cause no one likes talking about it)she got run over by a truck while walking to church.
 

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