Omaha Beach
Friday, July 22nd, 2011
Omaha Beach
Omaha Beach
I grew up on shorelines. When I was a kid my father took us to Ocean City and Atlantic Town in the summer season. Then we moved to Florida. As a teenager in the 60′s I spent a great deal of my totally free time at Cocoa Seaside New Smyrna and Daytona beaches. I assumed I understood a couple of points about shorelines.
At the starting of this 12 months I took my spouse to France for our 20th anniversary. I love Scotland. She enjoys France. We’ve been to Scotland a lot so I figured I owed her. That is why I took her to France.
Paris was great. Loved it. But I actually wanted to go to Normandy and see the shorelines exactly where the soldiers of The united states Britain and Canada arrived ashore in 1944. I was astonishingly unprepared for the emotional wave that enveloped me.
My dad was an American GI my mother was an English lady. They hooked up early in 1944 in England and managed to marry just just before he was delivered out to France as portion of the Allied Expeditionary Force in (more…)
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