I’m getting ready to head to Normandy to take part in the festivities and remembrances of D-Day, the invasion of France by allied forces on June 6, 1944. This year marks the 70th anniversary of the landings and is likely to be the last time the WW II veterans will be able to attend. 

Twenty years ago, for the 50th Anniversary, my sister, my son and I accompanied my dad on his first trip back to the battlegrounds where he had landed as a twenty-something guy from Second Street in Philadelphia. He was a combat engineer in the 308 Engineer Battalion of the 83rd Infantry Division, in General Omar Bradley’s First Army. 

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