I was watching Storming Juno the other night, and all the rest of the D-Day programming History Channel had on June 6th.
Whenever I see footage, or an accurate dramatization of any part of the landings on any of the beaches, I'm always amazed that so many actually survived the assault, especially on Omaha and Juno.
There's always been a small part of me that wishes I could have been there so I could truly understand what these brave and terrified men went through.
But there's a bigger part of me that thanks God regularily for those men AND the fact that I never had to experience anything like it.
I do like how one veteran put the fear into perspective though. He said that the fear he felt in combat was nothing compared to the fear he felt when one of his loved ones was seriously ill or critically injured. He went on to say, "I'd rather be shot at every day of the week and 3 times on Sunday then have something happen to my wife or kids".
Two other things before I go that don't necessarily have to do with June 6th, 1944.
1) Have you ever noticed that whenever you hear a war story that starts off with, "The bravest thing I ever saw...", it usually winds up being about a medic?
2) Thank you to all who served. Those who gave their all, those who survived and are still with us, and those that currently serve in our Armed Forces.
CKA Elite 
