My dad sometimes gets a bit annoyed by the way ‘D-Day’ is used to designate the Normandy invasion.
He likes to point out that every military operation has a d-day and an h-hour- when you’re writing an operations order you don’t know the actual date it will kick off, so it gets designated ‘d-day’ in the OPORD, and subsequent days are identified as ‘d+1’, ‘d+2’ and so on.
This objection may seem minor but I suppose he’s entitled to it, being a WWII vet who participated in his own share of d-days and h-hours.
A few years ago, our family go to take a trip to Normandy, France and tour the beaches.
Every American needs to forgo the obligatory European wine and cheese tours of Paris, London, etc, and just go see Omaha as well as the rest of the beaches. And the American cemeteries there.
It’s beautiful French countryside, but it’s also a reminder of WHY and HOW we live as we do and what we stand for, as Americans.
My TRUE education in life began after we visited Normandy.