My former neighbor, Michael Marsh (he died two weeks ago -- another WW2 vet lost) was a Sherman tank driver who got to Europe just after D-Day. The Sherman his crew got put into was, as he put it, a "reissue" -- it had been hit badly enough to kill the previous crew, but not badly enough that it couldn't be repaired and put back into action. Mike told me that every time the engine got the tank warmed up, you could smell a little odor of the previous crew...
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