Remembering in France and England
Steve Russell - Staff Photographer - @RussellPhotos
After the Olympics my wife and children flew over, we were going to hang out in London and go to France to visit my wife's ancestral hometown, Bayeux. Her family left the town in the 1600's to come to Canada.
It is hard to go to Normandy and not be a part of and see the history.
And it hard to not be moved by it.
I was surprised, I don't really have a Second World War link to the battles that happened in the region. But I am a proud Canadian and our country's history in the region made me proud.
Both my grandfathers fought during the war. Granddad, a Brit, fought in Burma, Opa was German, he spent his war on the Russian front. Both survived the war but at a cost. My Grandad lost a brother in Dunkirk and Opa lost a large number of brothers and sisters during the war. I think of them a lot.
We weren't expecting to go to Vimy Ridge, it just kind of happened.
I remember my Grandfather, Opa, telling me that his father fought in the first World War trenches. He told me that tale we have all heard, that on Christmas night but sides put down their weapons and met in no-man's land.
Vimy was scary and beautiful, what happened there was scary, the memorial is beautiful.
Under the name J.W, Willson, someone has left stones from his home's foundation and from his Canadian grave site. The memorial has the names of 11,285 Canadian soldiers who were killed in France on it.
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