Today marks the 70th Anniversary of the greatest moment of the greatest conflict the world has ever seen. It was this morning, at about 6:30 am 70 years ago that scared, cold, seasick men of the Allied forces pushed ashore the beaches of Normandy, France which was to be christened with their blood as well as the blood of the Axis forces that opposed them. It was the culmination of months of planning, of logistics unseen in war or peace, and of the collision of the fascist ideology against that of democracy. For all that it was it was a terrific and unmitigated blood letting that announced to the world how the greatest calamity the world has ever witnessed, World War II, would be resolved. While the end was months away its beginning of the end was writ on the beaches of Gold, Juno, Sword, Utah, and Omaha and it was writ with the blood of heroes. There are not enough words to amply sanctify the sacrifice that so many gave on that overcast June morning decades ago. No words to soothe the loss felt by their families. No words to replace all that they had left to give to the world snuffed out by a mortar shell or a machine gun nest perched atop a sandy ridge in France. There was, on this day 70 years ago, carnage and death dealt with such speed that it cannot be truly comprehended by those who were not there.
Therefore we are left with our small tributes. Our tiny words of remembrance and thanks. The mundane gestures we show as often as we can because, truly, nothing will or could compare to the actions of this day. We should, and rightfully so, feel small compared to the men who stormed the beaches of Normandy in the name of liberation. It is one of the days that will be long remembered in history as a crossroads where the future of humanity was determined through that most damnable and loathsome tool of War.
It is in solemnity that we remember the fallen. That we thank them for all they gave and all that was given. That we recall how terrible war is and that we seek to drive it from the Earth with the same duty that those men seven decades ago drove the Nazi war machine from the cities, farms, and fields of Europe.