It was the beginning of the end for Nazi Germany.
It was brilliant. It was audacious. It was daunting. It was a gamble.
It worked.
I remember when I saw Saving Private Ryan with a friend, his father, and his father’s friend. I didn’t know until after we finished watching the movie and leaving the theater that both of these elderly men were veterans of D-Day. As we drove back to my home my friend’s father stated that the movie-makers had captured D-Day perfectly. His voice shook as he said this. His friend merely nodded, and I could see he was fighting back tears.
It was a few years ago when I saw this video of John Williams’ Hymn For The Fallen and even today it brings tears to my eyes. As such, I felt I had to post it here, today of all days.
It is only fitting.