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Here's the full length reaction to Episode 9 ("Why We Fight") of Band of Brothers! This one was soooo hard to watch. The title is perfect for this episode. Enjoy!

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BAND OF BROTHERS EPISODE 9 - Full Length Reaction!

Welcome Patrons! Thank you so much for being a part of my Patreon community! I'm so truly grateful for your support. Here is the full length reaction to Episode 9 of Band of Brothers! Enjoy! My Instagram: addie_counts

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Randee Carreno

Happy Wednesday, Addie! And Happy early Birthday! 🥳🎊🎉 Congratulations on completing your "Band of Brothers" with these last two episodes. Looking forward to watching these two episode reactions later this evening. Have a great day today! 😊

LightsCameraJake

Hey there Addie, I think this is the most important fact of the entire show. The people who acted as the prisoners in the interment camp in this episode were cancer patients whom a lot of them were at the last leg of their life. Tom Hanks and Spielberg approached and asked if they wanted to act as extras for this very important time in our history to represent camp survivors in WW2. They all very much agreed to take the part.

Clay F

Edward "Babe" Heffron: "If anyone ever tells you the Holocaust didn't happen, or that it wasn't as bad as they say, no, it was worse than they say. What we saw, what these Germans did, it was worse than you can possibly imagine."

Jim Finley

I met a lot of Holocaust survivors. When I was a company commander, my battalion CO organized a luncheon at the officers' club every year on Holocaust Remembrance Day, mandatory attendance by all officers. He invited all the Holocaust survivors in the area (San Diego County in the 90s, and there were quite a few). He asked them to choose one of their number to give a talk on any subject they wanted. We sat at round tables that seated eight, alternating one survivor and one Marine. We'd listen to the talk, have lunch, and just talk with the folks at our tables. The tattoos were faded but still visible on their arms. I admired them - they were a remarkably cheerful group. I guess when your yardstick for suffering has been stretched that far, any normal day is great. One old guy - his wife and mine were friends because they belonged to some of the same groups - used to laugh and say, "They tried to kill us. We're still here. Let's eat!" The colonel talked about how Eisenhower gave orders that as many Allied troops as possible personally tour the camps, because he anticipated the rise of Holocaust denialism and wanted there to be as many eyewitnesses as possible. Fifty years later our battalion CO was trying to do something similar by having as many of us as possible meet and talk with these survivors.

Fireteam Joker

Semper Fi, Sir. I served from 99-07. Amazing story. Can't imagine meeting those heroes.

Jim Finley

It was inspiring, humbling, and at the same time often fun. They were really cool people. That battalion CO was pretty inspiring and humbling himself, and he is also one of my heroes. I watched him sacrifice his career to stand up for two of his Marines. I was commanding Comm Company - this was H&S Bn, 1st FSSG. Two of my sergeants had reenlisted on the promise that if they completed a career progression school, they would get a more advanced MOS and a hefty bonus. They completed the school, and they got the MOS upgrade, but no bonus. Their platoon commander called HQMC and was told that someone made a mistake on the budget so there would be no bonus, so sad, too bad. They requested mast and the lieutenant brought them to me. I looked at it and said, "You're right, you're getting screwed, but I can't fix it. Let's go see the colonel." The colonel said, "You're right, you're getting screwed, but I can't fix it. Let's go see the CG." 1st FSSG had nine battalions, but there was no one in the chain of command between the battalion COs and the CG. The general could have made a call and probably fixed it in 30 seconds, but he didn't want to make waves, so he refused to pick up the phone. The colonel sent the two sergeants back to the battalion area, then stood in front of the general's desk and respectfully argued with him until the general blew his stack and threw us out of his office (I'm not sure why the colonel didn't send me back too, but he didn't. Maybe he thought it was professional education for me, maybe he wanted a witness.) This general was notorious for being petty and vindictive and having a long memory. The battalion CO (a lieutenant colonel, not a full bird) was going to be up for promotion soon, and the CG wrote his fitness report. This battalion CO was being groomed to be a general someday - he had graduated at the top of his class in every school he'd been to starting with Annapolis, and he'd had all the right jobs and punched all the right tickets. He was the hardest working person in the battalion - he was always already there when I came in each morning, and his car was always there when the rest of the parking lot was empty at the end of the day. A great person, too. He seemed to know everyone in the battalion by face and name and was always saying hello to his people by name even when he saw them in civvies at the PX or at the mall in town. He and his wife were raising a special needs child and were wonderful parents. As he and I were walking back to the battalion area, I commented to him that this might cost him that promotion. He said he knew that, but "If I weren't willing to even risk my career for them, how could I ask them to risk their lives to carry out my orders?" He hadn't even hesitated in the general's office. He never did make full colonel, and retired as a lieutenant colonel. He was a hero to his Marines, though. When I came up on the list for the major promotion board, I knew that for medical reasons I was going to have to retire at twenty, which would have been about when I'd have pinned it on, so I could not have served as a major or retired at that rank. I'd probably have made it - I had been to the right school, had a good tour as a company CO, and had all good fitreps - but I had watched my XO, a good Marine and a good friend, have to get out because he got passed over for major. I didn't want to do that to anyone, so I wrote the board and asked them to take my name off the list. A year later when the list of selectees came out and I wasn't on it, that colonel came storming into my office and said something was wrong, I should have been selected, and he wanted me to know he was going to get on the phone and get to the bottom of it. I thanked him and explained that I had taken myself off the list, and he calmed down and said it was too bad because he thought I would have been a good battalion CO someday (he said I was "weird but effective.") I was again humbled and grateful for his loyalty. Lieutenant Colonel Donald G. Croom. I can still see his face. I want to be like him when I grow up.