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Post by mujtahido on Jun 10, 2024 20:03:30 GMT
Just got back from taking my eldest uncle to Normandy for the 80th anniversary celebrations.His brother and my uncle was killed on the beaches there.My uncle is 92 years old and it was the last time he'll visit his brother.I spent some time talking to the local french people who are truly wonderful folks.They keep the graves in beautiful condition and one family who we got to know promised my uncle that they would make sure his brothers grave would be looked after in the years to come.A truly humbling experience and one i will never forget they were truly the greatest generation
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Post by posho on Jun 10, 2024 20:16:08 GMT
Very moving.it will be a treasured memory
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Post by Thor on Jun 10, 2024 20:25:35 GMT
Well done for taking your uncle. You are quite correct they were and are the greatest generation.
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Post by dohnut on Jun 11, 2024 6:41:54 GMT
Often thought about visiting the beaches.
Many years ago when working in France, Amiens, I took the opportunity to visit some of the world war grave sites and pay my respects. My reaction shocked me. Seeing so many well tended graves and reading the inscriptions on some, very young people moved me to tears. Was aware of course about the numbers who died, but seeing the graves brought some reality to the numbers. Husbands, fathers, sons, brothers etc. young people in their prime cut down.
I am immensely proud of past generations who gave so much, their lives in many cases, for our future. I’m of an age where I had family who fought and thankfully survived WW2. Only after my father’s death did I learn of his exploits and an explanation of why he was partially deaf. He rarely spoke about it, I understood why. He got lucky, many of his friends did not.
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Post by Fisch on Jun 11, 2024 9:34:16 GMT
Often thought about visiting the beaches. Many years ago when working in France, Amiens, I took the opportunity to visit some of the world war grave sites and pay my respects. My reaction shocked me. Seeing so many well tended graves and reading the inscriptions on some, very young people moved me to tears. Was aware of course about the numbers who died, but seeing the graves brought some reality to the numbers. Husbands, fathers, sons, brothers etc. young people in their prime cut down. I am immensely proud of past generations who gave so much, their lives in many cases, for our future. I’m of an age where I had family who fought and thankfully survived WW2. Only after my father’s death did I learn of his exploits and an explanation of why he was partially deaf. He rarely spoke about it, I understood why. He got lucky, many of his friends did not. Your story and experiences mirror my own, probably to most of us decrepits too. |
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Post by redshank on Jun 11, 2024 9:48:36 GMT
What debts we owe to those brave people.
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Post by mujtahido on Jun 11, 2024 10:29:33 GMT
My uncle was the youngest of four brothers who along with my dad were too young to go to war when war broke out.The other two fought on the beaches but only one returned unfortunately and now only one my uncle is alive today.Its a trip I'll never forget but I'm glad i went
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