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During World War II, Anchorage, Alaska, resident Roy Lee Hendricks, 81, served with the 82nd Airborne Division. On D-Day, he parachuted into the thick of battle at Normandy, and after the war fished for crab in the Bering sea, worked for a time as a longshoreman, and on one occasion lopped off the top of a thumb in a sawmill accident.
On the morning of August 10th, while his wife was staying in town with a niece for a couple of days, burglars pushed open a downstairs bedroom window and invaded the Hendricks home. Mr. Hendricks, asleep in an upstairs bedroom, awoke to find two men in dark hooded shirts standing by his bed. They demanded his wallet.
When he tried to jump up, the intruders pushed him down, but then let him up when he said he was only trying to get his billfold. Instead, he grabbed a two-shot, .22 caliber Derringer resting on top of his dresser. He told the August 11th Anchorage Daily News, "I really wanted to get ahold of my .44, but I couldn't reach it. The guy was hanging onto me."
The two thugs began shoving and hitting the crusty war veteran (who stands nearly six feet tall and weighs around 200 pounds). Fearful that the robbers would gain control of the gun, but not wanting to kill them, he waited until he could fire a shot unlikely to be fatal. The bullet grazed the arm of one man, but on the way accidentally struck the first joint of Hendricks' own left-hand pinkie. "They were," he recalled, "burning the turf to get outta here once I started shooting."
The scuffle and shot roused Hendricks' longtime friend Joe Gallagher, 57, asleep in a downstairs ...
Source: HighBeam Research, D-Day vet combats invasion. (Exercising the Right).