Just after 4 AM on June 6th 1944 my Dad went onto Omaha Red beach. He went in with the engineers that had to disable the landing barriers built by the Germans. D-Day was the largest amphibious assault in the history of the world.
When the sun came up he saw that the bombing that was supposed to soften up the defenses had missed. The defenses were pristine. That was the difference between Sword or Gold beach and Omaha Red.
Dad did not ask God for his survival. Like most of the men that were in the invasion, he asked that he could live long enough to do his job. That is why Dad’s age group has been called America’s Greatest Generation.
My Dad passed in July of 2011. In the last days of his life, I read the final draft of his memories to him. That book will be available soon at Merriam-press.com.
If you see anyone that served in the military, take a second to thank them for their service. It will mean a lot to them. Here is an interview I did this morning with 92.3 the Fan in Cleveland.
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