The longest day - 68 years ago today

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It was June 6, 1944. Field Marshal Irwin Rommel, commander of the "Atlantic Wall" of the German armed forces on the French coast across the channel from England, acknowledged that the day of the coming attack would be Der langer tag - the longest day.

As luck would have it, Rommel was visiting his wife in Berlin for her birthday, assured that weather conditions would preclude an invasion while he was gone.

He was wrong.

Allied paratroopers kicked off the attack by jumping into the Cotentin Peninsula in the pre-dawn hours of June 6. The attack was originally scheduled for the 5th, but weather conditions were rough until a brief respite, which was predicted, on the 6th.

American, British, Canadian, French and other Allied troops assaulted the beaches of Normandy, France, in what was to be the largest sea-borne invasion ever attempted. The object was the liberation of France, and catching the Germans in a gigantic pincer between the Soviets in the East and the other Allies in the West.

It was an incredible gamble. An extensive but fake decoy army headed by George Patton had convinced the Germans that the attack would come at the closest point between France and England, the Pas de Calais. The Germans were reluctant to commit their reserve panzer units to the Normandy coast, because they were convinced it was just a feint - that the real deal would happen around Calais.

The deception worked. Gaining a foothold against incredible enemy resistance, the Allies broke out of the perimeter of the beaches in the coming days and liberated Europe.

The cost to the Americans was incredible. Countless lives were lost, and the bravery of our troops on that day was a milestone in history.

Here are some photos.

This is a shot of General Eisenhower briefing troopers of the 101st Airborne Division prior to their drop over France.

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This is a picture of one of our amphibious boats approaching the shore of France.

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Pictures of the actual invasion are few; bullets were flying everywhere, and few pictures survived the horrible battle. Here is one that made it. These are soldiers pinned down among the steel girders formed to puncture and trap the boats.

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Casualties were high as our troops hit the beaches against nearly impossible odds.

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In the U.S., the news broke everywhere. This is a picture of folks in Times Square viewing an electric display, anxious to learn of the outcome. Did we make it, or were we pushed back into the sea?

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This is a picture of Pointe duHoc as it appears today, captured by American Rangers who scaled the cliffs below it through withering fire. The scars of battle still plainly show.

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What was the cost? Let these two pictures give you a small idea.

These are German POWs burying our dead from the invasion.

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Here is the American Cemetery today, overlooking the D-Day beaches. Please think on these brave men who gave their all on this day, 68 years ago. They should never be forgotten.

John

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My 87 yo Dad was there. Every year he says "That was not a good day." In 1995, he went back to France for the first time since he left in an army ambulance after he was wounded in 1944.

He found the grave of his hometown buddy who didn't come home with him:

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Thanks John for posting this important message. They will never be forgotten by those who really care. We owe them a debt which can never be repaid. May the perpetual light shine upon them.
 
Several years ago I met four Army Rangers who stormed Point Du Hoc. We were all aboard the U.S.S. Texas moored in Houston as a museum. Their unit was having a reunion in Houston.

One of the Rangers said that this was the second time aboard the Texas for him but the first time he had seen it. He had been wounded and blinded and taken aboard the Texas on June 6 or June 7, 1944. He regained his eyesight after WWII.

I have always felt that the Rangers who took Point Du Hoc engaged in one of the most heroic episodes of WWII. Having to climb a cliff with ropes while the enemy is above you and firing down? Extreme heroism.

But all who particpated on D-Day were heroes.

My Father-In-Law was a tailgunner on a B-24 and they flew D-Day.

God Bless all of them.
 
Thanks John for posting this important message. They will never be forgotten by those who really care. We owe them a debt which can never be repaid. May the perpetual light shine upon them.

Agreed. I'm flying the flag at my home today. A kid walking to school this morning asked me why I was doing that. I gave him a history lesson. I was about his age, a bit younger (five years old) when this went down. He owes these men the same debt as I do, but he didn't know about them. Much of America today has never learned, or has forgotten about this significant day.

John
 
I posted this on another forum today, cut and pasted it here now.

I'm proud to say that my Father landed on Utah beach on D-Day, the day after his 20th birthday.

He wasn't in the first wave, or even the first several. He was a messenger, driving a jeep. He said he drove the jeep out of the landing craft, and they were in deeper water than what had been planned. His assistant driver was cupping his hands around the snorkel, trying to keep the water out, but it finally stalled. They waded to the beach, where a bulldozer driver gave them a length of chain, and he towed them out of the surf. There on the beach, they tore into the jeep to get it operational, while being shelled the whole time. My Dad said that he and his assistant kept hitting the deck whenever a shell would scream overhead, but that the 'dozer driver, having been there several hours, would tell them not to worry, that shell was passing over them. Then occasionally, he'd yell out to "hit the deck" as one came much closer to them. My Dad said it wasn't long before they too could identify the nearer shells from the more distant ones. Eventually, they got the jeep running, and drove off the beach. He said he suspected the 'dozer driver spent the whole day driving up and down, helping G.I.s get off the beach.

He had lots of other great war stories...he was also in the Battle of the Bulge, though as I'd said....not as a foot soldier, but as a jeep driver. He carried a Thompson Sub, and used it on several occasions. He said you couldn't turn your back on that Thompson...or someone would steal it!

My Father died 4 years ago, of Alzheimers. I went out and had a steak last night, to toast what would have been his 88th birthday.

Tim
 
My late father-in-law was right in the middle of it at Omaha Beach. He was one of three that made it to the beach from his landing craft. I'm sure most of us can't even comprehend what is was really like. He passed away in '03 and we all miss him. Those guys and all those who served and are serving today are owed our respect and gratitude.
 
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