Yep, compare those men to the whiny, rainbow-haired, woke narcissists and enabler politicians we have now. My neighbor and good friend, who passed just last year at 98, was part of the first landing day. He survived the landing unscathed but many in his unit were killed before making it to the beach. He had to swim ashore. He was able to bring home a Mauser he found abandoned in a French farmhouse. He caught some shrapnel farther inland. Recovered enough later to join his unit as they marched into Paris. He had a lot of stories about all that. I always remember D-Day.