Chronic Grace

Finding the Grace in a Life With Chronic Illness

“They may be older now, and grayer now, and their ranks are growing thin/ But when these men were young, these men saved the world.”

–President Bill Clinton, addressing veterans at Omaha Beach, on the 50th Anniversary of D-Day, June 6, 1994

Bloody Omaha. My dad was in the third assault wave to hit Omaha Beach, the landing beach where nothing was going according to plan, which meant he faced water red with blood and a beach filled with the bodies and body parts of the dead and the dying. Oh, yes, and constant German machine gun fire and artillery shells, and nowhere to find cover. My dad was just a farm kid from Minnesota who had never heard a shot fired in anger. But from someplace deep inside he found the courage to move forward onto that bloody beach, and that day he, and thousands of boys like him, made history.

Today is the 75th Anniversary of D-Day.

#DDay75

4 thoughts on “DDay75 and my father

  1. You must come and see the place sometime 😀❤️

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    1. Henrietta, it’s at the very top of my list of places I want to see! 😘💕

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  2. Lovely post! Your father and the other young men with him literally saved civilization. My father was an Army paratrooper in the Pacific toward the end of the war.

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    1. How awesome that your dad was a paratrooper in the Pacific! 💕💕

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