(Herbert Faber holding me)
My Great Uncle, Herbert Faber was the man I picked to interview for my World War II website. He is my grandmother's sister's husband, so we have no blood relationship, but he is still my Uncle and family member. I remember asking him if he was ever in World War II and he told me he was, and I said do you mind if I do an interview with you on World War II. He said sure. He told me many things he had done in the span of World War II, and it just shocked me because I never knew my Great Uncle would make such an important contribution for our country.
My Great Uncle was in the Corps of Engineers building bridges for troops and tanks. He told me the bridges were used for going over the Rhine River in Frankfurt. He also told me the soldiers he was working for were Combat Engineers. He told me he joined the Corps of Engineers because he was drafted. He went to Northeastern Nights Engineering School and the army saw that on his applications, so they decided that he would go be an engineer. He also told me it was really tough being an engineer even with so much help he had gotten from the men and the women, and that being an engineer was a very tiring job. You would have to work non-stop, with very little breaks. But after he did all that hard work of being an engineer, he gained a lot of respect and he got promoted.
My great uncle rose to the rank of Master Sergeant. He was proud, and knew that all of his hard work in World War II really paid off for him. He really did not expect to be promoted since he didn't get along with his commanding officer, which made the promotion very meaningful for him, because he at least earned the respect of his boss. He told he got the promotion of becoming a Master Sergeant because most often the soldiers came from the south, and they were not felt to be as smart as those from the north.
After he received the rank of Master Sergeant, he toured many countries such as Germany, France, England and Scotland, Czechoslovakia and Luxembourg. He told me he was a Construction Supervisor. When the war was over, they constructed a Prison of War Camp, and he was in charge of it. He said he had a very good time touring these countries. But he didn't say if he learned how to speak French or German, but he told me he hated the country France because they charged the soldiers for everything. It was also very exciting for him. He told me it was such an experience for him to tour those countries, that he compared those countries to the United States of America. He still remembers to this day, what it was like being in those countries.
My great uncle survived World War II, and I have to say I respect him and look up to him. I respect him and look up to him because he chose to go in World War II and to fight for his country to defeat Fascism. And I respect him for how hard he worked being an engineer, and how all that hard work paid off for him. I am very proud that he got the rank of Master Sergeant, which very few people get in the Army.
My Granfathers' Wars
My grandfather was also a hard worker like my great uncle because when my grandfather was a doctor, he told me stories about that war, and how he would help injured soldiers. My dad would tell me when he was a kid, that he would leave work at 2 A.M. just to deliver babies. I respect his dedication dearly because not too many people would have the responsibility of doing that like my grandfather did. My dad also told me he remembers hearing the garage door going up, and waking him up.
My other grandfather, George Higginbottom, served in the Navy in World War II. He was a Navy crew member on a decoy ship, The Birmingham. I compare him to my great uncle because it was a very tough position. One story I heard really stands out in my mind. My grandfather was supposed to be sleeping but for some reason he was told to mop the main deck. A kamikaze plane dove and hit the ship and he would have been killed because it went through three floors where he would have been sleeping. I also respect him dearly for that memory that I will never forget. He died in 1992, but my mom told me that my grandfather would tell her all the stories that happened to him, like times he almost died and how times he would see friends and people die right in front of his eyes and that would scar him for life.
Overall people in my family have been in some type of war, and they know what war is like. Those people are brave, and they deserve a lot of respect, for which they earned. They would sacrifice their lives, by doing their everyday jobs, that's why they are so brave.
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