Guest Post by PistolPete: The Liberation Begins.
More than a year in planning. Multi-national forces staging for months in England under strict secrecy. Tens of thousands of soldiers supported by 5,000 ships and 13,000 aircraft. They finally get the ‘go’ order and are packed into troop transports for the perilous trip across the Channel. Imagine what went through the mind of every man. This may be his last day. He thinks of his family and all the plans he’d made for the future. He looks at the man next to him. Will he make it to the beach? Will he even get out of the landing craft?
They know there are thousands of machine guns and artillery pieces to challenge the invasion. They never hesitate because they’ve been trained for this. They didn’t ask for it, but it came. Millions of people were dying and it had to be stopped. The waves buffet the craft from side to side and it stops short of the beach in three feet of water. The ramp flops down as you hear the chatter of machine guns. Your heart pounds as you grip your rifle. Time to go.
I was in my car at 4:30 AM when I heard the despot who currently occupies the White House read some words that somebody wrote for him. I had to turn it off. I could not bear to hear him speak words that were as empty as his soul.
In the foreground is a man who hardly deserves to be on the same ground the men in the background consecrated. Until the United States was settled nearly every war had been fought for conquest. With the emergence of America as a global power and a beacon for those craving the opportunity to live free we have never taken up arms except to liberate an oppressed people. 4400 lost their lives 70 years ago today. Thousands more suffered the same fate in the following days. All we asked from the countries we freed was enough ground to bury our dead.
The world has never seen the like of these warriors and never will again. It is our responsibility to teach our children about what these men sacrificed so that they will not have died in vain. Never forget.