I spent time with my father and a friend of his over the weekend. His friend was part of the invasion, his boat was sunk off the coast of Normandy, and my dad spent 18 months in a prison camp after getting shot down over Germany. Both men were true heroes and I cannot begin to describe the pride I feel for both of them. Neither of them talked much about their experience until recently. It seems to be a healing process for them now. I'm glad the war memorial to the WWII soldiers is finally up. It was too long in coming.
No one cares this is the anniversary?
http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/amex/dday/
I kept thinking all day that someone else would do this.
There was a lot of blood left on the beaches in France this day 60 years ago so Europe would be free from oppression.
There was a special this morning on History Channel, where one survivor, barely 17 years old that day tearfully described his fallen comrades and his realization that he narrowly escaped death.
We owe these soldiers, living and dead, a debt of gratitude.
I kept thinking all day that someone else would do this.
There was a lot of blood left on the beaches in France this day 60 years ago so Europe would be free from oppression.
There was a special this morning on History Channel, where one survivor, barely 17 years old that day tearfully described his fallen comrades and his realization that he narrowly escaped death.
We owe these soldiers, living and dead, a debt of gratitude.