Today's Wonder of the World is...A Tribute to Bravery at Colleville-sur-Mer
Photo taken for Life Magazine by Robert Capa
My family has a special connection to Omaha Beach.
That's my grandfather's grave at the American Military Cemetery in Colleville-sur-Mer. As you can see from the inscription on the cross, he was killed July 29, 1944, which happened to be my mother's first birthday.
I had forgotten that Saturday was the 65th anniversary of D-Day. I got on the treadmill, turned on the television, and there was Omaha Beach. The service had just started at the cemetery grounds. Did you see it? It was such a powerful, beautiful tribute that I've been thinking about it ever since.
President Obama's speech was profoundly touching, full of personal stories.
In case you missed it, here's the video to watch.
We made several trips to the cemetery during our four years in France. With each visit I remembered the first trip I ever made with my family when I was in college, when my mother knelt at her father's grave for the very first time. I'll never forget the young French woman who brought us to his cross, knelt in front of it, and wiped wet sand in the letters, so that his name would stand out from all the rest.
Here's a pic of the memorial itself, where Saturday's ceremony took place.
See the statue? It's called, "The Spirit of American Youth Rising from the Waves."
I think it's perfect.
You can read more about Saturday's service here.
Before you go, here's another video for you. You know that amazing shot at the top of this post, the one of the soldier crawling onto Omaha Beach? For years and years no one knew the identity of that soldier, but now they do. His name is Hu Riley, and Tom Brokaw had the chance to sit down and talk with him.
Have a wonder-full Monday, y'all!
PS. I almost forgot! Here's something interesting for you... I mentioned that my grandfather was killed on my mother's first birthday. I always felt sad for my mom that her birthday was connected with such a tragic event in her life. But guess what? In the summer of 1992, my son Ben was born a few days late-- on July 29th! I couldn't have planned it better myself!