It’s Memorial Day here in the United States today, and the weekend wouldn’t seem complete if I didn’t post some kind of tribute to my dad, Sgt. Leonard Henry Resch. He fought from Omaha (“Bloody Omaha”) Beach in Normandy to Leipzig in Germany, seeing action in the Battle of the Bulge, liberating a concentration camp and oh, yes, helping liberate a continent along the way.
He never made a big deal about any of it, but he has always been my hero, he always will be, and darn it, I just wish I had told him more often while he was still here.
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(PS English friends—he was stationed in Selsey before D-Day, if any of you know it? A small village on the southern coast.)
Chronic Grace 
We owe them so much 💕
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Thanks for sharing Barbara. Loss of your father is a hard thing. I too posted today about the loss of my own father. It’s something you never truly get over.
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Oh, Carolyn, my dear friend, thanks for your sympathy, but I cried when I read your post. No, we never get over losing our dads–but I was lucky enough to grow up with mine. I promise I will always remember your dad’s name on Memorial Day as one who made the ultimate sacrifice.
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