I can remember the sky being full of aeroplanes pulling gliders, there were hundreds of them. The father of one of my friends was in the Army and she said ‘My dad is up there in one of those’, and we all started waving scarves, hats and hands and shouting ‘cherio Dad’ to all the planes as they flew very low over Watford. To most of us it didn’t mean very much to see all the planes up there. But the next week Kathleen came to school and said her father had been killed that day.
The National D Day Memorial Foundation.
The D Day Museum, Portsmouth, England.
Great stuff. See especially the Overlord Embroidery, a 20th-century counterpart to the Bayeux Tapestry.