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Omaha Beach: D-Day

“On the morning of June 6, 1944, the Allies stage the largest

human invasion in history on the beaches of Normandy. The human

cost is enormous, and for the Germans it is the beginning of the end.”

--

The World at War

“We are the dead.” Truly, it reverberates through and through

and strikes a chord deep within.

It is twilight and dusk has fallen. Surely today, June 6, 1944, will

live on forever in our haunted memories. What death, what carnage to

be seen; the report has just come in, two thousand two hundred dead

and wounded and only on our section of beach code-named Omaha.

Greetings, I am Dan Sutherland of the U.S. First Engineer Combat

Battalion, the first wave of demolition squads to land at zero hour. Of

all my comrades, with whom I have joked together, eaten together,

lived together, I am the lone survivor.

Softly, a salt breeze steals upon the desolate beach of high cliffs

and pounding waves, of dead bodies piled high like so many logs. No

matter where my gaze falls, there are signs of carnage and

destruction, broken fortresses, blasted earth, and mangled bodies.

From the deepest core of my being, a sense of bitter nausea swells and
surges. What matter that we went to the war with hearts of glory?

Death has taught us lessons no amount of fervent patriotism ever can.

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