59 VETERANS PROJECT: AMERICA’S MOST DECORATED WAR HERO!

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Probably the most decorated combat soldier in United States military history is World War II hero Audie Murphy. Among his medals and awards are the Congressional Medal of Honor, the Distinguished Service Cross, two Silver Stars, the Bronze Star (2) with Combat V, the Legion of Merit, three Purple Hearts, the French Legion of Honor, and so many more it’s impossible to enumerate them here.  Audie also was promoted to the final officer rank of captain after starting out as an enlisted man.  What is really funny is the fact that he attempted to enlist in every branch of the service but was rejected because of his size, until the Army finally accepted him.

Immediately after the war Audie was discovered by the great film actor James Cagney who then helped him get into films and become a movie star in his own right, where he made over 40 films, some of them with the biggest movie stars and directors in Hollywood.  In addition, Audie Murphy wrote several hit songs and gripping poetry, a sample of which is included with this post.

We at the 59 Veterans Project would like to salute Audie Murphy and all our veterans and active duty military.  And we can’t wait to catch the next Audie Murphy movie marathon on AMC!

To learn more about America’s most decorated war hero, you can visit this online site: http://www.audiemurphy.com/biography.htm.  And to learn more about the 59 Veterans Project, please stop on by our main site here: http://www.59veterans.com.  We can’t wait to serve and serve with our veterans upon the sacred grounds of our national parks.

THE CROSSES GROW ON ANZIO by Audie Murphy

Oh, gather ’round me, comrades,
and listen while I speak;
Of a war, a war, a war —
where hell is six feet deep.

Along the shore, the cannons roar.
Oh how can a soldier sleep?
The going’s slow on Anzio
and hell is six feet deep.

Praise be to God for this captured sod
that’s rich where blood does seep;
With yours and mine, like butchered swine;
and hell is six feet deep.

That death does wait there’s no debate;
no triumph will we reap
The crosses grow on Anzio,
where hell is six feet deep.

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