I harbor a deep appreciation for our visit to Normandy. I’ve been wanting to see the site of D-Day since the last time I was in France almost four years ago. Being born well outside the timeline of graphic hand to hand combat in war, being on the actual beach where so much blood was shed made me feel more connected to my American history. Taking this trip made the atrocities of World War II feel much more real. I was astounded at the amount of graves at the memorial site as well. Even more suprising was the fact that those graves all had bodies, with a seperate section dedicated to all of the lost soldiers who could not have their bodies burried. The sight of everything forces you to acknowledge the price of war.
