Following on from my post at lunchtime today I still hope D-Day will be remembered for many, many more years to come!
My dad was 19 years old when he landed on Sword Beach on D-Day... 19!!!
Nothing more than a boy!
I look at my 19 year old son and my heart breaks for my grandparents knowing that their only son may never return alive!
Fortunately for me my dad did return home twice, the first time he was shot, the second and final time with life changing injuries and memories than affected him until his death a few years ago.
He saw his best friend killed in front of him!
My aunt still talks about my grandparents kneeling and praying on the kitchen floor for hours on end praying for his safe return, watching for the postman and dreading a telegram arriving with the news that no one ever wanted to get!
It took many years after he returned for him to find love and marry my mum so consequently he was a much older dad which I actually loved until the fact that he died when I was still quite young with very young children.
Then you come across posters like @NotNowMrTumnus and @dinosaurgrrrr who have not one ounce of respect, manners or decency to realise if these brave men and women hadn't fought, helped, etc in these battles we would never live the life we do today.
I always remember my dad with love, respect and admiration, he was, still is and always will be my hero!
Lest We Forget!