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Excellent story. A mate of mine told a similar story about his stepfather's grandad who had a job on the eve of the Normandy landings to clear the beaches of landmines. Then the landings were postponed and they were ordered to put them all back to stop the Germans noticing. With no way off the beach until the troops arrived, this bloke and is mates had to bury themselves in the sand, with only a straw poked up through the sand to allow them to breathe. My mate's grandad, who hated enclosed spaces - thought he was going to get discovered when he felt German footsteps pass over his head.
Men like these are fucking heroes and should never be forgotten.
(Ghostlight, Tue 21 Apr 2009, 11:49, Reply)