Anyone following this story?
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-19887019
I'd never heard of him before CBB, wondered who this guy was that they were treating like a living legend.
This is a pretty grim thing to subscribe to. Why not check for regular updates on something that is a bit more positive and emotionally satisfying? My father is obsessed with death and misery and I hate him more than anyone else I know. (But I don't hate you, you're avatar is cute)
Anyone following this story?
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-19887019
I'd never heard of him before CBB, wondered who this guy was that they were treating like a living legend.
Dame Elisabeth Murdoch has died aged 103
But was she?
I mean really?
Born rich, married rich, and never had an actual job in her life................I would love to be wealthy enough to direct my own charities and decide where all my bags of money go too.
Yes she was a good woman, however she also had great privileges, thankfully she was one of those that understood with great privilege comes great responsibility.
Then came World War II, and he enlisted in the Army. His combat experiences were harrowing. He was in the first wave of troops to land on Omaha Beach on D-Day and his unit’s lone survivor of a machine-gun ambush. In Belgium he was stabbed in hand-to-hand combat with a German soldier, whom he bludgeoned to death with a rock. Fighting in the Battle of the Bulge, he and the rest of his company were captured and forced to march through a pine forest at Malmedy, the scene of an infamous massacre in which the Germans opened fire on almost 90 prisoners. Mr. Durning was among the few to escape.
In the Parade interview, he recalled the hand-to-hand combat. “I was crossing a field somewhere in Belgium,” he said. “A German soldier ran toward me carrying a bayonet. He couldn’t have been more than 14 or 15. I didn’t see a soldier. I saw a boy. Even though he was coming at me, I couldn’t shoot.”
They grappled, he recounted later — he was stabbed seven or eight times — until finally he grasped a rock and made it a weapon. After killing the youth, he said, he held him in his arms and wept.
Mr. Durning said the memories never left him, even when performing, even when he became, however briefly, someone else.