Patricia Mallett
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(view spoiler)[My dad passed away just recently. He was part of the 82nd airborne and took part in at least one combat jump in Normandy. So, when Emma asked about the jellyfish in the sky, my heart burst open and tears have been flowing ever since. Dad has always been my hero but I never really thought of him as a hero for others. Thank you, Stephen, for giving life to his story, and to the citizens of France during the occupation? (hide spoiler)]
Stephen P. Kiernan
First things first: My condolences about your dad. I imagine him as a young man, taking that heroic leap, and how he rose to face the great challenge of an entire generation. Gratitude to him.
Second thing: There is a myth that the French people are not grateful for what Americans did to liberate them from Nazi control. I did not see it anywhere in that country during my research. In fact I found the opposite: appreciation and honor everywhere I went. High school kids write reports on the people and hometowns of the graves in the American cemetery, for example. People bought me glasses of the local calvados when I told them why I was there. And there are only two statues of people in all the heralded coast. One is a Scotsman playing the bagpipes, based on a real guy who did exactly that as his countrymen stormed up the beach. Armed with nothing but his music, he was not hit by any of the fire in his direction. And the other one, at the end of a long boulevard, is of General Eisenhower, commander of the D-Day invasion.
That statue might as well be of your dad, for the gift that he gave the French people in his youth, and for his valor in facing possible death as he parachuted into battle.
God bless your dad, and you, and your family.
Second thing: There is a myth that the French people are not grateful for what Americans did to liberate them from Nazi control. I did not see it anywhere in that country during my research. In fact I found the opposite: appreciation and honor everywhere I went. High school kids write reports on the people and hometowns of the graves in the American cemetery, for example. People bought me glasses of the local calvados when I told them why I was there. And there are only two statues of people in all the heralded coast. One is a Scotsman playing the bagpipes, based on a real guy who did exactly that as his countrymen stormed up the beach. Armed with nothing but his music, he was not hit by any of the fire in his direction. And the other one, at the end of a long boulevard, is of General Eisenhower, commander of the D-Day invasion.
That statue might as well be of your dad, for the gift that he gave the French people in his youth, and for his valor in facing possible death as he parachuted into battle.
God bless your dad, and you, and your family.
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Mary Jean
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Read The Hummingbird while helping my sister through her last days of life after fighting a valiant battle with cancer. Worried it would be too hard to read now; instead, it proved to be cathartic as she passed last week. "Nurse Birch" was so often helping Barclay Reed with the same sorts of issues we were dealing with, along w/our own Hospice nurses--same meds, techniques, compassionate acts, etc. Thank you! ?
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