I covered three veterans’ events yesterday. The first was for me, the most powerful emotionally. It was in a gated community of seniors, they had seven World War two veterans living there. Pictured here is Joseph Russo who served as a medic. He had a large collection of photos in the box to his right, and a large, framed newspaper photo of the ship he shipped out on. I think the photo he was most proud of was the framed composite of his family he points to on the table.
Sitting next to Mr. Russo is Albert Firocella who shared an incredible story of the night of June 6, 1944, Normandy. How the sky was ablaze like 1000 forth of July’s. I can’t imagine the feeling a young man of eighteen or twenty years old felt huddled in a landing craft, waiting to land on a foreign soil for the first time in his life.
The both enjoyed telling their stories to whoever would listen.