Friday, June 06, 2008

A Salute!


Lo these many decades later.

I am 65....I was just 1 year old when D-Day spun the European War into its final phase. My Father was in Italy, or Southern France. 33rd Division.

My children remember only a few movies, and fewer lines in their history books about this decisive and horribly-costly event!

My Grandchildren know nothing of it. The event for their small minds is as remote as Attila the Hun; or Ghengis Khan; or even....Vietnam.

I remember and salute all those who were there.

I mourn for those we lost.

I can picture in my mind the crosses in European cemeteries; row upon row of them.

Lest they never be forgotten.....

Duke - BC-MSN, USCGA, Ret.