June 6,1944
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Posted on 06/05/2015 7:02:00 PM PDT by Timocrat
At this hour in 1944 the first of the airborne troops were setting off to invade the continent of Europe. Their sacrifice gave us the freedom we enjoy today.
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning, We will remember them.
Wow that’s an amazing picture. What a scene of courage.
Here is a project video made by an 8th grader some years back. I like posting it on my facebook feed on D-Day
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y_qeCNg8fO0
Indeed. Blessings to all of them.
Bkmk
Grandfather fought in Normandy, didn’t land on D Day, but shortly afterwards. Black Watch, then Paras. Normandy to Minden.
My maternal grandfather, my Paw-Paw, stormed the beach that day. The only thing that he would ever say about it is that he would never understand why he lived through it when so many of his buddies didn’t. He’s been gone 33 years now.
Thank you for the thread.
Thank God, for men such as these.
Thank you to all of those who served on the fateful day. Also, thank you for all that have served before and since.
My uncle Frank was 18 years old he flew in with 82nd Airborne in those wooden gliders. A lot were shot and killed before they hit the ground. They landed a couple of miles from the target. Uncle Frank was 16 when he joined, lying about his age. After the war he wanted to stay in and make it a career but the Army tried to kick him out for “mental problems”. He spent many months in a hospital in Germany recovering and was finally allowed to stay in the Army. He retired in 1964, having served in WW2, Korea and Vietnam. He then went to work at Ft. Belvoir with the Civil Engineers and ended up retiring from the Civil Service. He never spoke of his time in the military. I was a pall-bearer at his funeral and my 1st cousin, his daughter, told me the hell he went through in the military, fighting for his country, then fighting for the job he loved. He would go AWOL from the Army hospital and MPs would come to get him. He would end up being the hell out of a couple of them before they dragged him back. I never met a finer man. RIP Uncle Frank and all the other men who saved Western Civilization. These were men with brass balls and their sacrifices will never be forgotten.
My favorite VET story came from the 70 last year when A group of D-Days went back to the beach/cemetary/ PontDuHoc to remember. When the Old Trooper was coming in thru French customs the Frog ticket taker started giving the VET a ration af trash for not having his passport ready. The VET reminded the punk that there were no French ticket takers on the beach to check pasports the last time he was here-—D-Day 1944. The Frog had the remaining class to wave the guy thru without another word-——Semper Fi
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Nice, thanks for sharing!
Yep. Thanks for the post. Tomorrow would be my Dad’s 95 birthday. He’s celebrating in heaven.
Funny thing is my granddad was given the choice of joining the Army or going to jail. We never found out exactly what he did to “earn” that choice.
Thanks. I linked because I thought it too big to post here.
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