D Day has new meaning to me. I have always been in awe of the audacity and courage to land in the mouth of Gerry.
On my daily walk, I often run into a neighbor, Dan the Man (we call him). He is 93 and from 10th Ave and 28th in Manhattan originally. Today when we chatted, he asked, “Do you know what I was doing 69 years ago today, kid?” (I am 62).
Dan landed on D+1
And I have been weepy all day thinking of what a great man he is and all those who went with him on that most audacious landing.
They gave so much and we’ve seen it pissed away especially these last few years.
I am embarrassed and have apologized to Dan for us doing so.
Tell em I said thanks...