I'm living very close by this WW2 cemetery and each time I'm driving near by I think about all these young people who died on my beach , so just thank you to all Americans, Canadians and English men
In 1998, when the girls were 11 and 12, we took them to Europe for the first time, and through the cemeteries and museums in Normandy. It was my intent to impress upon them that freedom is not free. I don't know if I succeeded in doing so, but it impressed me.
Some years ago I realized what a privlige, what an honor, it is to have been born and raised in America as a wasp...(white anglo saxon protestant) male in the 50's, 60's and on. What opportunity I had had laid at my feet through no effort or sacrifice of my own. As i thought about it I wondered how I could say thank you back to life for such a privlege. After great pondering I realized the only way was to share it, to give it away.
That's one of the nicest things I've heard in quite a while. Although I'm certainly not qualified or worthy of saying thanks for your comments, on behalf of my Uncle John, a Scout in the 28th Infantry, 8th Infantry Division who recently turned 90....thanks.
Thank you for making me take pause... and think of all the people who have served and are serving this country. And for the reminder that Freedom is earned, and is never free.
Have you walked the beach and dug-up some rusty old metal parts yet? I can only imagine what the coast must have looked like to an eighteen year-old landing under enemy fire.
In the age of Twitter, and I-phone, and I-pad, and I-am-everything-to-myself, it is easy to forget the generation of I-sacrifice so that others who don't look like me or even believe in the same God may live in peace.
The Normandy reference reminded me of this past summer. I had the fortunate priveledge of being an escort for one of the "Freedom Flights" for all of the WWII veterans to come to DC and see their memorial. The gentleman whose wheelchair I was honored with pushing was on Utah beach. He said that when he went back for the 50th anniversary, the beaches were still littered with hedgehogs, and that a lot of the bunkers and pill boxes were still intact
<div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Originally Posted By: Graham</div><div class="ubbcode-body">Have you walked the beach and dug-up some rusty old metal parts yet? I can only imagine what the coast must have looked like to an eighteen year-old landing under enemy fire.
In the age of Twitter, and I-phone, and I-pad, and I-am-everything-to-myself, it is easy to forget the generation of I-sacrifice so that others who don't look like me or even believe in the same God may live in peace.
R.I.P. Greatest Generation.
yes there are a lot of ww2 remains especially when earthwork they find some " little 500 lbs " bombs