There are some days when commemorative blog posts come
easy, when it just cascades. Then there are other days when there are so many
ideas, so many things you want to say, hovering around your mind that the task
of unifying them appears unachievable. It’s Tuesday evening, June 6th,
2017; The anniversary of what many consider to be the most
important day in post 18th century history, I have but thoughts, not
ideas on what to script.
The significance of giving voice on recent news
worthy issues have the appearance of being diminutive today. The president’s
proposed ban on immigration from select Muslim countries, record market gains,
accusations of collusion by DC’s power elites, terrorist attacks in Europe, all
which pales in comparison to what those 150,000 uniformed military personnel
readily confronted 73 years ago.
Why am I telling you this? In view of the fact, I am
long on thoughts but short on words. I desire to write about D-Day, but nothing
would ever do justice to those amazing men and what they accomplished. What do
you say about those soldiers, sailors and airman who ensured my and your
ability to say it?
Facts: “D-Day was June 6, 1944. Over 150,000 troops
from America, Britain, Canada, free France, Poland, and other nations landed
along a 50-mile stretch of the Normandy coast of France. It was the largest
amphibious invasion force in world history. On that day, the sea along the
heavily fortified beaches of Omaha, Utah, Gold, Juno, Sword and Pointe du Hoc
ran red with the blood of almost 9,000 killed or wounded. It was a major
turning point in World War II.”
Again, I ask you, the reader, how do you thank
soldiers for going through hell so those who come after them will not have to
follow in their footpaths? “Thank you” is the best I can come up with. First, I
thank my father who, in his own words, “miraculously survived” the first assault
wave on Omaha Beach. Second, I thank all D-Day Veterans for that "great
and noble undertaking."
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