Attach whatever numerological (in)significance you choose to this being 6/6/6. To me, it just means it’s 62 years since 175,000 of our finest young men launched history’s greatest amphibious assault on Hitler’s Fortress Europa, with outcome dubious. Mistakes were made, intelligence was woefully lacking (hedgerows? what hedgerows) and losses were heavy, especially at Omaha. But our boys kept pressing on, and got the job done.
I will always, always be in awe of them.
Down in New Orleans, they’ve changed the name of the D-Day Museum to the National WW II Museum, apparently in an effort to draw more visitors.
But D-Day should have been enough. New Orleans is the home of the Higgins Boat, which is what put the troops on the beach and helped win the war in the West. (The main reason Hitler hadn’t taken out Britain four years earlier was that he didn’t have such sealift capacity — that, and the Luftwaffe’s failure to take out the RAF.) That should be enough for anyone to want to see. It’s enough for me, anyway.