Life Out Of Death

About a week from this writing my wife and I will be in Normandy, visiting our family there. The lush green hills are punctuated in Spring by the brilliant golden yellow of the rapeseed fields. It's showery in Normandy in early May and the beaches can be cold and wet before the afternoon sun breaks through. When it does the white crosses above the beaches tell their story of the great cost paid by so many for the life and freedom of others. Ken Boa shares his observations this week...
Ernie
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Tags:  Normandy, D-Day