Yesterday, June 6, was the anniversary of the D-Day Landings in Normandy in 1944.
The more attentive among you will have noticed that I haven’t been active with comments in the last while. Part of the reason is that I was in France for the last couple of weeks. [I know, I know. It’s a tough life, but someone has to do it.] I was fortunate enough to get to Normandy where I took this picture of Omaha Beach.
It was an immensely moving experience to walk on the hallowed ground of the beach and then to climb up to the American Military Cemetery on the bluff above. I’ve been to other military cemeteries but, somehow, this one overlooking the beach where many of them died made it all the more poignant.
So many young lives were sacrificed to liberate Europe from tyranny. The cemetery was a sad but beautiful place. I was impressed by the large number and reverent demeanor of visitors to the cemetery. The French seemed to make up about 80% of the visitors.
There may be chatter sometimes about Franco-American relations (remember when French fries became “Freedom fries”?) but, judging by the number of American (and other Allied) flags throughout the region and the signs all over the place proclaiming gratitude for the Liberation, it is a great place to be an American.
May the souls of all the faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace. Amen.