Jean-Paul and the Rifle He Had No Business Picking Up
I met a man in a field in Normandy. His name was Jean-Paul. In 1944, he was a boy in the French Resistance.Read More
I met a man in a field in Normandy. His name was Jean-Paul. In 1944, he was a boy in the French Resistance.Read More
Six months of training, an ocean crossed, a vintage C-47 waiting. The scariest moment was a folding table with documents.
Read MoreBefore you jump a round canopy into a Norman cornfield, you better have a plan. Frank Cashman made sure I did.
Read MoreMy jumpmaster for the Normandy jump was French. Commands in French. Safety checks in French. I did not see that coming.
Read MoreThey came to our landings. We went to their schools. The children of Normandy showed up in period dress, in loving kindness, toRead More
Sainte-Marie-du-Mont. The Virgin Mary at the top. And descending below her -- WWII paratroopers with round canopies. There is nowhere else on earthRead More
Norman butter is renowned the world over. Tag number 1042. She seemed unbothered by her fame.
Read MoreI cooked breakfast for the crew at our Norman cottage. The eggs were fresh. The source was standing right there watching me cookRead More
Six months of training. A vintage C-47 over Normandy. I was the only civilian in a stick of Rangers, SEALs, and combat veterans.
Read MoreSomeone asked me to share one of my most peaceful photos. Watercolors in a Normandy garden, friends doing dishes, a vintage C-47 waiting.
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