thanks NYer. Rushing off, will read later.
Wanted to say:
A couple of we families went to Normandy for the usual tour, but having a lot of time on our hands we did an extensive tour.
St. Therese of Leseux lived like 1 miles or so away. THe Basilica, shrine, her childhood home and Carmelite convent are all there.
Anyway, we were interested in the Band of Brothers tour “we made that up”.
We had been up into Belgium an dthe Bastogne in the winter - that place has a lot of stories, includinh two Vatican approved Marian apparition sites just prior to WWII.
Anyway, back in Normandy; we went to Ste. Mere Eglese and Carentan, etc. We ewre touring a church (a forgotten one, apparently, though once the town center) and I looke up at the stained glass windows.
Paratroopers dropping into town.
The originals had been blown out and thes is what the townspeople replaced them with.
I remember that and a little of my high school french whenever I go to France, and I am fine, well except for that pesky gang of yutes.
Oy, I really can write:
Thanks NYer. Rushing off, will read later.
Wanted to say:
A couple of us families went to Normandy for the usual tour, but having a lot of time on our hands we did an extended tour.
St. Therese of Lesieux lived like 15 miles or so away. The Basilica, shrine, her childhood home and Carmelite convent are all there.
Anyway, we were interested in the Band of Brothers tour(we made that up), and it happened to be Memorial Day weekend, near June 6th and the weather was therefore comparable, more or less.
We had been up into Belgium and into Bastogne in the winter - that place has a lot of stories, including two Vatican approved Marian apparition sites just prior to WWII, in Banneaux and Beauraing. The locals are just about unaware.
Anyway, back in Normandy; we went to Ste. Mere Eglese and Carentan, etc. We were touring inside of a church (a forgotten one, apparently, though once the town center) and I looked up at the stained glass windows.
Paratroopers dropping into town.
The originals had been blown out and this is what the townspeople had replaced them with.
Outstanding!
I remember that and a little of my high school french whenever I go to France, and I am fine, well . . . except for those pesky gangs of yutes.