But I do not account my life of any value nor as precious to myself, if only I may finish my course and the ministry that I received from the Lord Jesus, to testify to the gospel of the grace of God.
Acts 20:24 ESV
“On August 3, 1918, Major Harvey was transferred to the 103rd Field Artillery, and assigned to the second battery. With this battery he went into position September llth, participating in St. Mihiel offensive, September 12th, on which day he was instantly killed by a hostile shell while making a reconnaissance of territory from which the enemy had been driven.” From For What They Gave on Saturday Afternoon
Major Harry Aloysius Harvey was my grandfather. He graduated from the United States Military Academy at West Point in 1915, in the class that is known as The Class the Stars Fell On. There, he hung out with Dwight D. Eisenhower, Omar Bradley, the men who later distinguished themselves in service to our country and with the men who also died on the battlefield.
On Memorial Day, I honor my grandfather, and cry at his grave, hoping that he is proud of…
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