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Thank you for your service.
Watched a great special on DDay last night and how many veterans are going back to Normandy for the 80 anniversary. Many in their 90s and we'll into their 100s. Very moving stories.
MUST be remembered from all for their sacrifice to liberate Europe from the nazi facism.
A MUST to not redo the same error to let facism take over our liberty.
Many Canadians did also give their lives for it.
There is here in Province of Québec a new book to tell the stories of those French Québécois who went there filled with courage to do their duty with courage en enthousiasm.
One of them as the youngest soldier to be killed few days after the D Day. He was only 16yo.
Gérard Doré was 15 yo when he enroled in the army without telling his father and cheating on his real age saying he was 19yo.
See here. https://www.tracesofwar.com/persons/69330/Dor%C3%A9-Gerard.htm
Yet, 80-years later, here we are fighting the Nazi's in our own backyard.
Except for the new crop of deniers and the "alternative facts" believers, we all know why this day had to occur and why this battle had to be fought. It was to save Europe and ultimately the rest of the world from a fascist, racist, Aryan ideology and becoming the norm.
Let's hope that armed warfare won't be necessary this time. Keep in mind that the opposition is heavily weaponized. Let's hope the simple act of voting will begin the turnaround this country desperately needs.
If you don't grasp the significance of today or hear the deafening sound of the explosions or see the bullets impacting the bodies of your buddies or smell the stench of the gunfire or feel the fear and desperation in your gut as you try to advance against the enemy or know the emotional toll this day brought to thousands of soldiers, then you still don't grasp the overwhelming carnage and devastation of a sad and regrettable day in history.
My father’s cousin was a paratrooper, landing behind enemy lines killed on the 13th June ‘44 on the push to Caen, honour his memory and all the brave souls involved. We must never forget!
Hugs to all 🇬🇧 Bob x
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