Let us not forget D-Day

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. . . probably not a memory point for many here, but I’ll note today as “D Day.” My father was a paratrooper, landing behind German lines in the area of St Mére Église the night before arrival of the Allies’ sea invasion. With his Company, they secured a bridge that was vital to German troop movements between inland France & the Normandy coast, particularly Utah Beach . . . and then were instrumental in securing key control points along the coast. In renowned histories of the film. “The Longest Day,” & Tom Brokaw’s historic “The Greatest Generation,” the history of the fight of brave fighting men & women in this period is memorialized. From St Mére Église, my Dad landed in Casablanca & engaged in fighting through North Africa before returning to fight in Normandy, Holland, & Belgium as part of the largest & bloodiest battle in World War II, the “Battle of the Bulge.” He subsequently marched — with thousands of soldiers — into Paris as part of a “Liberation of Paris“ parade in August 1944. His Company bivouac’d in Paris’ Bois de Boulogne.
 
. . . probably not a memory point for many here, but I’ll note today as “D Day.” My father was a paratrooper, landing behind German lines in the area of St Mére Église the night before arrival of the Allies’ sea invasion. With his Company, they secured a bridge that was vital to German troop movements between inland France & the Normandy coast, particularly Utah Beach . . . and then were instrumental in securing key control points along the coast. In renowned histories of the film. “The Longest Day,” & Tom Brokaw’s historic “The Greatest Generation,” the history of the fight of brave fighting men & women in this period is memorialized. From St Mére Église, my Dad landed in Casablanca & engaged in fighting through North Africa before returning to fight in Normandy, Holland, & Belgium as part of the largest & bloodiest battle in World War II, the “Battle of the Bulge.” He subsequently marched — with thousands of soldiers — into Paris as part of a “Liberation of Paris“ parade in August 1944. His Company bivouac’d in Paris’ Bois de Boulogne.
So grateful for your Dad’s service and glad you shared with us.
 
. . . probably not a memory point for many here, but I’ll note today as “D Day.” My father was a paratrooper, landing behind German lines in the area of St Mére Église the night before arrival of the Allies’ sea invasion. With his Company, they secured a bridge that was vital to German troop movements between inland France & the Normandy coast, particularly Utah Beach . . . and then were instrumental in securing key control points along the coast. In renowned histories of the film. “The Longest Day,” & Tom Brokaw’s historic “The Greatest Generation,” the history of the fight of brave fighting men & women in this period is memorialized. From St Mére Église, my Dad landed in Casablanca & engaged in fighting through North Africa before returning to fight in Normandy, Holland, & Belgium as part of the largest & bloodiest battle in World War II, the “Battle of the Bulge.” He subsequently marched — with thousands of soldiers — into Paris as part of a “Liberation of Paris“ parade in August 1944. His Company bivouac’d in Paris’ Bois de Boulogne.
My father was in an infantry division and landed not too far behind your dad.. he subsequently served in France most of 1944-1946 - he got back to the US on April 1 (or so) 1946 and claims my mother was waiting on the dock with the rabbi to marry them - they had been engaged for 4 years by then - she says she gave him a few weeks to change his mind and they were married on April 14, 1946.. he passed away on their 59th wedding anniversary in 2005
 
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My father was in an infantry division and landed not too far behind your dad.. he was subsequently serving in France most of 1944-1946 - he got back to the US on April 1 (or so) 1946 and claims my mother was waiting on the dock with the rabbi to marry them - they had been engaged for 4 years bu then - she says she gave him a few weeks to change his mind and they were married on April 14, 1946.. he passed away on their 59th wedding anniversary in 2005
A lovely story and great history, Ellen . . . very nice to read of their long married life!
 
An amazing story and we could not be more grateful for our service people 🙏❤️. Thank you to all who have and continue to serve.

We spent August 25,1994 with our French friends in Paris at a parade for the 50th anniversary of the Liberation of Paris where the people were in costume and the original busses were parading up the Boulevards. The French people we were with had lived through the war and anyone who had experienced such terror really brought to life the incredible years in France. May all who had experienced such life rest in peace, knowing that the French people we knew and many we did not, acknowledged to us how grateful they were for the Americans such as Dennis’s father.
 
So grateful to Dennis and Ellen and everyone for sharing. My father and father-in-law served in WW2. My father was a medic in the Army and supported evacuating the troops during the events Dennis described. My dad never spoke much of heading into the war and battles of WW2 but then he served in Korea. He was even more quiet about all the troops went through suffering in the cold while awaiting supplies and rescue / battlefield operations. When he finally returned home, the Vietnam War started, so my dad once again participated but from the US command side given his injuries in Korea. He came from a large Irish Catholic family (I think there were 10 siblings) and being the 2nd oldest, he lost a brother in Korea and 3 younger brothers in Vietnam. D-day was always a quiet and somber discussion growing up but we could not be more proud of our service men and women to this day.

Keeping in the theme, my husband is retired Air Force and we have kids who are still active duty. Our youngest is a Marine pilot and we are very proud of him although I wish he would text his mom occasionally that all is ok. The military ROTC and full scholarships the kids earned very much helped so we are very fortunate.

I thank Dennis and Ellen for posting these memories and how our families helped shape history. There are so many wonderful people on this forum, and it is a unique 'family' of sorts. While this post may be slightly off-topic, it shows others, especially those new to the forum that we all share travel, great food, great times, great people and experiences on St. Barts and other places, but we also share a bit of our own history...and we are not bots!
 
So grateful to Dennis and Ellen and everyone for sharing. My father and father-in-law served in WW2. My father was a medic in the Army and supported evacuating the troops during the events Dennis described. My dad never spoke much of heading into the war and battles of WW2 but then he served in Korea. He was even more quiet about all the troops went through suffering in the cold while awaiting supplies and rescue / battlefield operations. When he finally returned home, the Vietnam War started, so my dad once again participated but from the US command side given his injuries in Korea. He came from a large Irish Catholic family (I think there were 10 siblings) and being the 2nd oldest, he lost a brother in Korea and 3 younger brothers in Vietnam. D-day was always a quiet and somber discussion growing up but we could not be more proud of our service men and women to this day.

Keeping in the theme, my husband is retired Air Force and we have kids who are still active duty. Our youngest is a Marine pilot and we are very proud of him although I wish he would text his mom occasionally that all is ok. The military ROTC and full scholarships the kids earned very much helped so we are very fortunate.

I thank Dennis and Ellen for posting these memories and how our families helped shape history. There are so many wonderful people on this forum, and it is a unique 'family' of sorts. While this post may be slightly off-topic, it shows others, especially those new to the forum that we all share travel, great food, great times, great people and experiences on St. Barts and other places, but we also share a bit of our own history...and we are not bots!
Thank you, Jamie, for sharing this report. Your father certainly was heroic and a patriot . . . as your husband and entire family have shown to be. As years go by, D Day seems to lose meaning, unfortunately, for recent generations. Stories & acknowledgements like those posted here are important to preserving awareness of civic remembrances and personal sacrifices in pursuit of our treasured way of life.
 
A reminder that June 14th is Flag Day in the USA. A day my family has always recognized. The best celebration was when grandson Adam who visited with us on SBH was born on June 14th, 2000.
 
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