Remembering D-Day

Sixty-two years ago today, almost three million troops crossed the English Channel and stormed the beaches of Normandy, beginning the Allied Western efforts to liberate Europe from Nazi occupation.

Check out Euro-American Scum's account from his journey to Europe two years ago on the 60th anniversary of D-Day:

A nation without a sense of itself is not a nation at all. It is a collection of unrelated strangers all acting in their own self-interest, without any sense of community. The men of Normandy knew what their country meant. They were not highly educated, for the most part. But they knew what was at stake. They knew nothing of wealth, opportunity or power. There was hardly a semblance of it during the Depression. But they knew what their country stood for. The children of the Depression were measured by their privation. But they jumped out of airplanes under fire over Normandy. They fought the German juggernaut to a standstill in the frozen Belgian countryside. They assaulted suicidal Japanese garrisons from Guadalcanal to Okinawa. They beat back the assembled barbarian hordes, and they did it again and again. And they did not flinch in the face of the cost in blood. They knew who they were.