My one grandpa was part of the landing force that stormed Dieppe. He was in the second wave, that at least got out of the boats. He said the bullets flying by were so thick overhead they only had time to hit the sand, and anyone that stuck their head up as ripped to shreds.
He survived (obviously), was captured, and spent the next three years in a German POW camp before coming home.
Unfortunately he passed away when I was about ten years old and I was too young to really understand how incredible that story is.
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