  A little more about Uncle Marvin, whom I have mentioned before. I'm going to try to have a post of his WWII experiences up within a week or so. At 8:48 AM, Bigandmean said... My Uncle and Jen's Great Uncle Marvin has written about his recollections as an infantryman, beginning with being at Pearl Harbor on Dec. 7, 1941 and continuing through heavy fighting, some hand to hand, against the Japanese in the South Pacific.
Some of it was dictated to his sons who transcribed it. He tells of being pinned down by sniper fire in the jungles of the island of Leite, crawling on his stomach to fill canteens with water for his squad and many other acts of bravery by members of "the greatest generation". There's no mention of purple hearts awarded for self-inflicted scratches. Jen is planning to post some of his account on her blog.
My cousin Joan is visiting from Chicago this week-end. She and I are leaving Houston in about 10 minutes to make the two hour drive to Uncle Marvin's home for a short visit. He hasn't been doing well and every minute with him is a real treasure. Joan's dad and mine were Marvin's brothers and both have been gone for some time now. Being with him is almost like being with our dads again. Jen, I'll tell Uncle Marv you said hello. 
