65th Anniversary of D-Day
Saturday, June 6th, 2009Today, June 6, marks the 65th anniversary of the Allied invasion of Normandy, referred to as D-Day. The success of the invasion essentially began the demise of the German/Axis control of Europe. There was, of course, a heavy price paid in American, British, and other Allied lives. What a living hell those soldiers had to endure; but they were driven by a purpose and a clear-cut goal—to free European nations from the grip of Nazi power.
I had an uncle who fought in the European theater. His name was Art. He was evidently a fine soldier, and saw a lot of action, including the Battle of the Bulge. There is a story passed down through the family about Art’s encounter with General George Patton. It seems that, during a rare break in action, Art had some time to regroup with his fellow soldiers. While Art was attending to some routine details, General Patton came strolling by. Patton addressed Art, and then cursed at him. Art never hesitated—he greeted General Patton, and cursed right back at him. I won’t go into details about what they said. But, apparently, Patton was satisfied with Art’s response, and nothing else was said.
After the war, Art came home with a long list of commendations. He didn’t get to spend much time in civilian life, though. Not long after returning stateside, Art was killed in an automobile accident. He died before I was born.
I would love to have heard his stories of the war. Not just because of fighting’s sake, but to understand what kind of training, discipline, and equipment was needed to overcome the enemy. I would like to have heard about the leaders—the captains, commanders, and generals who directed the American army. I would also want to know about the sacrifices Art and others had to make, and hear about the other soldiers he knew, where they came from, and how they lived and died.
Those brave Americans need to be remembered and appreciated. We are alive today, perhaps due in no small part to the men who stumbled out of the landing craft at Normandy. They are part of what has been called “The Greatest Generation.” I can’t argue with that.
Thanks to all who have served our country!