My great grandfather fought as a comanding officer in world war 2 he was apart of the Diepe landing and was taken captive. He was my hero and i miss him so much. Here is what I know of his story.
He was a comanding officer in the Canadian Armed Forces in world war 2. He had his own sqaud of men. They were sent into battle in the battle of Diepe. From what i heard from my father who heard this from my great grandfather on his death bed. He told my dad that is was horible he lost so many men. He would run up and down a barbwire fence from a place that was safe from enamy fire to the water and pull injuried or killed men from the water up to this place. The whole time he was being shot at. The way he was captured was he was firing at a enamy pillbox when a enamy artillier shell went off not to far from him and drove his rifle but up into his jaw knocking him unconsios. He was then woke up by enamy soldiers walking along the beach kicking bodies to see if they were alive or dead. He was then take captive. The told my father that he was in the polish death marches. He never gave up hope on seeing his family again and did so much to survive.
He was a loving and caring man and I miss him so much, When he pasted away he had put in his will that he wanted my father and his siblings to have the medals he was given from the war. He was a quite man who never really talked about what happened and held it in till he was on his death bed. But i will never forget what he did for me way back then and what he did for my children there is nothing i can say to show how thankful i am. My family has his purple heart and when ever i see it i break down and cry as i am so blown away from the sacrafice he made back then.
