Vere's D-Day

D-Day saw me on a farm working as a landgirl. Field work and feeding the animals etc.. In the next field were Italian prisoners of war also working the land. Overhead the bombers were roaring in a never ending stream. My land army girl friend Joe and I leaned on our hoes and waved up at them saying a silent prayer for their safety. I thought sadly of my lovely brother-in-law recently killed at Anzio, and also of my other brother-in-law, a Canadian tank sergent. We later learned that his was one of the first tanks to land at Normandy, he was later wounded at Caen.

Those were my menories of D-Day.

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