67 years ago at 07:56am, 21,400 Canadian Troops began to land on Juno Beach. Of the nations that landed they had the fewest number of troops, a late start and one of the most difficult beaches to take. Within 12 hours they had taken all of their objectives (the only nation to do so that day) and had pushed farther inland than any other nation. This was done with under 1000 casualties and was the beginning of the end of war.
Anyone who knows me knows how important military history is to me and my family's role in it. I was going to write about how Gala was (it was a blast btw), but I'll write about that tomorrow. It's the 67th anniversary of D-Day, a day of remembrance of what happened on those beaches; I'll leave it at that.
SD & G (Stormont, Dundas and Glengarry) Highlanders on Juno Beach. My grandfather was one of them.
Anyone who knows me knows how important military history is to me and my family's role in it. I was going to write about how Gala was (it was a blast btw), but I'll write about that tomorrow. It's the 67th anniversary of D-Day, a day of remembrance of what happened on those beaches; I'll leave it at that.
SD & G (Stormont, Dundas and Glengarry) Highlanders on Juno Beach. My grandfather was one of them.
JUN 06, 2011 09:16 AM
JUN 06, 2011 08:15 PM
When I asked my grandfather what he did in WWII, he replied "Messenger of Death"... and my grandmother yelled at him. So he clarified that he rode around on a motorcycle and tried to see where the enemy was positioned, then he'd ride back and tell the troops what was up ahead. I always thought he was extremely badass. He had a really nasty scar (that was pretty much his entire leg) from where the motorcycle burned him; one of his tires got shot out and the whole thing flipped over and fell on him.
Sorry for the babble. 
