June 6 2013
7th June 2013
Sixty-nine years have passed since they hit the beaches at Normandy. To say that those men “lived in a different time” has become a cliché. They lived and died in another century, one that is becoming less recognizable with each passing year. What is not usually acknowledged is the deliberate attempts to airbrush out our recall in the West of this vast undertaking, or to change it to something different than the way the participants viewed it. They are strangers, those soldiers; not our relatives, our forebears, or the objects of immense bottomless sorrow for those who were killed.