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Operation Overlord: D-Day + 62 Years
"Bravery is the capacity to perform properly even when scared half to death."
-Gen. Omar Bradley-

For some reason there seems to not be much press about the anniversary of the Normandy Invsion this year. I am not sure if it is because of the oh-so-scary, 6-6-06 date., the coverage of the volcanic eruptions in Indonesia, or the incessant political squabbling between the Democrats and the Republicans. If there were ever a time to honor the sacrifices of people who have been called "The Greatest Generation", then I say it is now. I say this especially given the world climate now.

Since this event happed roughly 62 years ago, it is not hard to understand why the true warriors are the only ones living. The wars are calculated by skilled tacticians with many years of experience, but the deeds are done by every day people. Young people. Junior Enlisted, Junior NCO's, and Junior Officers. If you were 18 during the Normandy Invasion you would be 80 years old today. Very telling indeed. Unfortunately we are losing these WWII veterans at an astounding rate, if you happen to see a WWII vet, tell him "Thank you."

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Anonymous said…

There's a great article from the Nov. 1960 issue of The Atlantic Monthly at http://www.amnation.com/vfr/archives/005823.html. It's a combat historian's account of D-Day. Sobering, but necessary, reading.

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