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This morning early, I called to my Westy Benji lets go then and collecting doggy bags lead and some snacks away we went.
A few yards from the front door we were walking in flower filled meadows on a warm sunny morning with the air so still it did not ruffle the hairs on my bare arms.
The Beck at the bottom of the meadow was chuckling along and the May Flower turned the long rows of bushes into a long white wedding gown. Benji vanished into the long grass and all I could see was the tip of his white tail.
I was thinking of 60 years ago, the whole area was starting to empty of troops as they moved to holding area's for "D" Day. We did not know that at the time as it was all shrouded in secrecy, we all did wonder where and when it would happen because we all knew something was on.
I wondered what those men thought as they left family and friends some for the first time knowing something big was coming but not knowing exactly what. they were all so young some just eighteen if that and would see action for the first time.
Twenty one days later those men stormed the beaches of Normandy and by doing so gave us the freedom to live our lives as we wished and walk the dogs in peace.
As Benji and I turned into the wood with its bluebells in clumps the smell of the wild garlic, the dappled sunshine on the bubbling waters of the stream. The birds were singing and the squirrels watching us through the thickening canopy of the trees. I imagined the noise the fear and determination as they fell into the hedgerows in Normandy after storming up the beaches. A much different scene to the one I was walking this morning. Silently I gave thanks to those men and thought how different it would have been if they had not gone.
We can never repay those lads for what they did many of whom did not come back home. I wonder if they would think it was worth it if they could see the world now. I have a feeling they would say yes.
Out of the wood and onto the lane with its cow parsley showing flower and the young nettles starting to clump up with the last of the cherry trees losing its flower as the elderberry forms its buds to flower next.
My thoughts were with those men and what they did for us all.
On June the sixth and the many months after that they fought and gave their lives we should say thank you as we enjoy what they gave us, I will.
Frank Mee.

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