My father was a warrior with the 7th Infanterie "Munchen" Division, Infanterie-Regiment "List" between '43 and '45. He was wounded seven times, but lived to tell me the tales.
To me, he was my father and best friend, first and foremost.
Sadly, he died on his birthday, December 1, 2009, just turning 84 years old. It's been a hard year for me taking care of him, but I'd do it again a hundred times if it meant being able to have him back ... even for a little while.
To the end, he was proud of being a part of, as he put it, "the greatest army in the world."
I felt that I owed it to this forum to write today, because I've always been grateful for the help I received here over the last decade or so.
A special thanks to Rudi, Robert (photosammler), Chris (pioniereinheiten/Alsace), Chris G., Annelie, Christoph, Doug Nash, Bruno, and any others I've forgotten to mention, for the help, friendship and support you've given us. And thanks to Jason for making this forum available to us. The info and help I got from it, especially the info that led to getting pictures of his brother's grave in Normandy, brought my father peace. For that, I can't be thankful enough.
And to Rudi, a long, healthy and happy life to you, my friend!
As I have much healing to do, this is the last post.
Marko (Marko 7-19)
Memory builds a little pathway
that goes winding through my heart
It's a lovely, quiet, gentle trail
from other things apart.
I only meet when traveling there,
the folks that I love best,
For this road I call remembrance
is hidden from the rest
But I hope I'll always find you
in my memory rendezvous,
For I keep this little, secret place
to meet with folks like you.
Helen Steiner Rice