Lieutenant Colonel Forgy Percy O (Service #: O-215300) died on 1944-07-27

You are reading the record of honored service member Forgy Percy O, coming from the state Arkansas in the United States of America (according to my records his last home and/or enlistment state).
He served as Lieutenant Colonel with military service number #O-215300 in this unit - 121 Infantry Regiment 8 Division.
He gave his life for our freedom on Wednesday 07 July 1944. He is buried or memorialized on the American Cemetery and Memorial in Colleville-sur-Mer, Normandy, France.
The location of his grave: Plot F, Row 15, Grave 26

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Translated from: lesfleursdelamemoire.com.

Thanks Mike Forgy.

The ultimate duty

Jack O. Forgy speaks of his father, the Lieutenant Colonel Percy O'Dell Forgy, fell 26 August 1944:
"Percy Forgy O'Dell was born July 21, 1902 at Dierks (Arkansas). Just after leaving the University of Arkansas in 1925, he became an infantry lieutenant in the US Army (reserve). 
He returned to Arkansas to handle trade and his father peach. In early 1941, he was looking forward to the first good harvest of peaches in the summer, but he never did because it was incorporated in active service. He was given command of the 2nd batailon the 121st Infantry Regiment, which at the time operated in Normandy. On July 26, 1944, somewhere between Periers and Lessay, around 12:30 pm, Colonel Forgy was going to call one of his commanders. He pushed his helmet earpiece glued to your ear when gunfire touched most of his officers shrapnel my father reached between the earpiece and headset, wounding very seriously. He would not be healed: he wanted his men were transported and treated before himself. When military doctors returned, he was dead. In May 1945, the 2nd battalion numbered only a few survivors. "

Epilogue: a son remembers.

"My father was a cheerful nature, he never took too seriously. Men who had known in the army told me he was esteemed and respected by his soldiers because he really did everything to they feel good. Training in accounting, he always reserved his love for his country and its citizen-soldier commitment. Just before the war he had yet planted over a thousand peach and he looked forward to the time when, after the war, it could reap the fruits of his labor. In letters to his family, he spoke little war; he preferred to talk about peas he had seen in a garden in France or a family of ducks wading in a pond. In one of his letters, he spoke wistfully a privileged place where he wished to return: a grove of pine trees on our property. Before the war, he spent many hours with me, just enjoying the peace and serenity of the place. The day of his death, nature showed how the work of men made her unhappy: a forest fire caused by a violent storm destroyed the grove of pine trees and a storm destroyed our peach crop. Later, other pines have grown and peach gave good fruit for many years but my father is based in France and not in the pine grove he loved. One day, long ago, the commander of the regiment my father wrote me that he "died on the battlefield hero .... For his country he loved" it's what all the young people who die in the war, whatever the nation to which they belong. I am sure they would have preferred not to die, and it is likely that he did not expect to die. But they died, like so many others before and after them. The survivors will mourn for them, but humanity remains the same. 
Woman Percy O Forgy

After the war, my mother had to transfer my American Military Cemetery father "Normandy". She could see his grave in 1990. She never remarried. The wives of soldiers based in American cemeteries located abroad have no right to be buried with their husbands. My mother's ashes were scattered in the sea. Off the California coast. Pamela My sister was born two months after the death of my father. "