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Loran Smith
Loran Smith

Tomorrow is the 77th anniversary of the D-Day landings on the
beaches of Normandy on France’s west side, a pastoral setting where
Calvados, a fine apple brandy, which can bring dance to your step, is

Over the years, I have made a half dozen trips to Normandy, seeing
the memorials, enjoying the villages, bars and cafes—the French and the
invasion history.





The American cemetery at Colville-sur-mer has never failed to put me
in awe and has left much pondering and limitless questions about the war.
How could a megalomaniac like Hitler rise to such unrestrained power?
How could he con so many people? Why could he not be stopped? How
could his henchmen become such devoted accomplices to the
unfathomable idea of murdering an entire race of people?

If you walk among the thousands of Latin crosses and stars of David
here, you become aware that those, who are interred, were willing to pay
the ultimate price to curtail and bring closure to his reign. Three-quarters of
a century later, we should not forget their sacrifice.

The scenes at Normandy are a reminder that the successful D-Day
landings of June 6, 1944, were the beginning of the end of Hitler and his
Nazi regime.





There was much work to be done following the successful Allied
invasion, but coming ashore at Normandy and getting a toehold, Germany
would surrender to the Allies less than a year later.

The U. S. was compatible with the “Germany first,” objective which
meant that “Victory in Europe,” was a high moment for America.
Conquering Japan would still take time. “VJ Day,” would come about
roughly three months later and only after the dropping of two atomic

Estimates are that between 5,000 and 10,000 D-Day survivors are
living today. Of the 156,000 men who went ashore at Normandy, 73,000
were Americans.

The total number of Americans who served in the World War II
totaled 16 million with approximately 300,000 still living. Of that number,
245 die each day. The Department of Veterans Affairs predicts that all
World War II Veterans will have passed away by 2043. Frank Buckles, the
lone survivor of World War I, died in 2011 at the age of 110.

After the first trip to Normandy in 1980, I kept returning. There were
so many museums to visit and markers to graphically define what took
place among the apple trees and hedgerows.

One summer there was a stop at Portsmouth, England, where the
Allies embarked for Normandy. Among the landmarks visited there was
the pub where the Supreme Allied Commander, Dwight David Eisenhower,
spent down time while planning the invasion.

Locating and interviewing World War II veterans became an annual
summer objective which led to unforgettable introductions and
conversations. The first French family liberated came about when a British
officer, John Howard, and his glider group took a vital bridge over the Orme
River on the night of the invasion. The bridge became known as the
“Pegasus Bridge.”

Howard’s paratroopers took the name of the famed horse of Greek
mythology as their symbol. By the time I got to meet him, he was living in a
retirement home in Albury Park which is near Guildford which is a little over
an hour by train from London. I had to travel to Windsor, Canada, to meet
Howard’s glider pilot, Jim Wallwork.

I had the good fortune to spend time with Stephen Ambrose, the
celebrated WWII historian who was the founder of the D-Day Museum in
New Orleans—that led to introductions to many second world war veterans,
including a German panzer commander, Hans Von Luck. I remember his
sobering quote about the war. “As a professional soldier,” Von Luck said,
“I did my duty, but as a human being I hold no hate.”

We often forget about the “other side.” Many German soldiers were
defending the fatherland. They did not start the war but were tenacious in
their defense of their country.

At La Cambe, France, which is about 10 miles from the American
cemetery at Colville, is a German cemetery. Few tourists go there; at least
compared to the Allied cemeteries. On my first time to La Cambe, I
bumped into a vignette that will always resonate.

A German soldier took leave a few days before the invasion to spend
time with his wife. While with her, she became pregnant. He was killed at
Normandy and his remains are at La Cambe.

His daughter, whom he never met, left this poignant note at his grave.
“On my third trip here, I still cannot meet you. How many more daughters
will never know their father because of war.”





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