Morning the Heir

Misremembering Father: Beaches? Point the Way to the Nazis

Perhaps because the images were in black and white, and that made the reality I could barely conceptualize too stark and bloodlessly cold, I would only carry my researches so far, discover only that my father was in this iconic snapshot, the threshold of the biggest invasion ever launched, and of the men stepping off into the deep, with 80 pounds of pack on their back, enough to take a man down, the currents as they ... Morning the Heir

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