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The partners in Bapton Books remember specially this day: - Wemyss's Appalling Hobby:
From the Party Guilty of Committing 'Gate of Ivory, Gate of Horn'
The partners in Bapton Books remember specially this day:

Mr. Pyle remembers this day particularly:

Omaha: Force ‘O’

116 RCT

Dog Green; Dog White; Dog Red; Easy Green; (Easy Red; Fox Green):

1/116 INF (116 RCT), 29th ID
  2/116 INF (116 RCT), 29th ID
  3/116 INF (116 RCT), 29th ID

The first wave.

29, Let’s Go.

Gunfire Bombardment Support Force C:

USS Texas (BB-35)
USS Arkansas (BB-35)
HMS Glasgow (C21)
Georges Leygues

USS Frankford (DD-497)
McCook (DD-496)
Carmick (DD-493)
Doyle (DD-494)
Emmons (DD-457)
Baldwin (DD-624)
Harding (DD-625)
Satterlee (DD-626)
Thompson (DD-627)
HMS Tanatside (L69)
HMS Talybont (L18)
HMS Melbreak (L73)

LCT Flotilla 18.

Mr Wemyss specially honours this day:

The East Yorkshires; the Green Howards; the Durham Light Infantry; the Dorsets; the Hampshire Tigers; the Devonshire Regt; the RAC; the Cheshire Regt; the Sappers; the Gunners; the Hussars; the South Wales Borderers; the Glosters; the Essex Regt; the 4th/7th Royal Dragoon Guards; the 24th Lancers; the Sherwood Rangers (Nottinghamshire Yeomanry); the KRRC; No. 47 (RM) Commando; 1 RM AS Regt; the Hertfordshire Guards; the Border Regt;

The Suffolk Regt; the Excellers; the Lincolnshires; the KOSB; the Royal Ulster Rifles; the Royal Warwickshire Regt; the Royal Norfolk Regt; the KSLI; the Die-hards; the 13th/18th Royal Hussars (Queen Mary’s Own); the East Riding Yeomanry; the Staffordshire Yeomanry; 1 SSB; 4 SSB;

3d Canadian Infantry Division; 4 SSB (No. 48 (RM) Commando); the 22d Dragoons; 2 RM AS Regt; the ICR;

The Navy; the Royal Canadian Navy; the RAF.

Nos a Gulielmo victi victoris patriam liberavimus.

With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
England mourns for her dead across the sea.
Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,
Fallen in the cause of the free.

Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal
Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres,
There is music in the midst of desolation
And a glory that shines upon our tears.

They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted;
They fell with their faces to the foe.

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.

They mingle not with their laughing comrades again;
They sit no more at familiar tables of home;
They have no lot in our labour of the day-time;
They sleep beyond England's foam.

But where our desires are and our hopes profound,
Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight,
To the innermost heart of their own land they are known
As the stars are known to the Night;

As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,
Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain;
As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,
To the end, to the end, they remain.

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From: tree_and_leaf Date: June 6th, 2014 05:15 pm (UTC) (Link)
Even although he didn't land in France on the 6th (as it happened, he went in a few days later, on his 21st birthday), I always think of my (great) Uncle Graham, who was with the Recce Corp, at this time of year. I say 'think of,' rather than 'remember', as he is happily still with us. He must have seen some tough soldiering, though he only ever tells the funny stories.
elmyraemilie From: elmyraemilie Date: June 6th, 2014 11:00 pm (UTC) (Link)
How fortunate you are to still have your Uncle here. Happy birthday to him!
avus From: avus Date: June 7th, 2014 05:37 pm (UTC) (Link)
Dear, dear Weymuss --

I'm sitting in our new backyard, up near Denver, watching my 9 y/o grandson jump on the trampoline (sp?). Almost a year ago, our grandchildren came back to Colorado, this after a difficult divorce between their parents. So we left our aerie on Pikes Peak for Denver suburbs to help raise them. Jane & I are both country-folk by background and in our hearts. But much more, we're grandparents. Worth it, though re-starting a private practice from scratch at 63 has its challenges.

Your D-Day post recalled my father, who died now four years ago. He was the last young man - 20 y/o -- in his Marine platoon to have been wounded (or killed) on Iwo Jima -- 100% casualties, many more when replacements are considered. When he died in 2010, he was the last Marine living who had (briefly) carried the flag up Mount Suribachi. I was privileged to be the first who heard his stories, this more than a half-century after the battle. His two brothers also fought in the Pacific. Only one is still with us. I was privileged to be the first to hear their stories, too.

Jane fell again, just before last Christmas, and she broke her hip. But to the astonishment of all, after we stayed in a rehab center -- both of us -- for about 2 months, she has fully recovered. Though of course, at 87, she is slowing down some. (But then at 63, I'm slowing down some.) Grandchildren, though, help ground us in our world, just as those that came before ground us in how we got here, how we came to have such abundance, especially freedom and knowledge. (Wisdom is a lot harder to come by.)

Speaking of grandchildren, I'm called back to my primary duty of admiring & responding to a 9 y/o caught up in Captain America. He tells me of superheroes. In time, I'll tell him of the real heroes in his past.

I hope all goes well with you and all you hold dear.

With love & respect,

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