Thank you. I will be doing same also for my father who was injured during the Invasion of Sicily and was awarded the Purple Heart, for my father of my college roommate who drowned in the Pacific during a landing, for a family friend who was one of the first into a concentration camp after making it all the way into Germany.
We were fortunate to have visited Normandy twice. If you ever have the chance, go. Very moving. You can’t help but be overcome with emotion.
At Arnhem, Holland, we were visiting the War Museum there and a former Dutch Resistance member, now in his late 70s, asked us if he could take us on tour of some of the war sites. Apparently, those who served in whatever capacity, look to find tourists interested in knowing about the War. At the end, he took us to see the cemetary were the majority buried there were Brits. He asked us if we noticed anything strange. Well, the Jewish service men were buried under two names: their legal name which indicated they were Jews, and an Anglo name which they served under used in case they were caught by the Germans.