A beautiful, thoughtful post for those of us who remember, but will never make it to those foreign fields.
The following appeared last year on SERENDIPITY.
AMERICAN SOIL IN A FOREIGN LAND – RICH PASCHALL
A few years ago on V.E. Day, Armistice Day for the end of World War II in Europe, I visited the American cemetery at St. Avold. It is the final home for many of America’s Greatest Generation. It was quiet then. This year, it was even quieter, not just because of a global pandemic, but because they are gone now. No parents, no spouses, no siblings, or army mates will attend any remembrance day.
How a field in France became the resting place for thousands of Americans
In September of 1944, the Third US Army resumed its push across eastern France to drive opposing forces out of France and back across the border. The Seventh US Army, after landing in southern France, was joined by First French Army and drove northward. The US Air Force…
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