SUNDAY, 9/4:
You hafta give it to our friends in
France. They do their best to make sure you get everything single
thing right.
Greetings again from Bayeux, where
we've returned after spending most of the day with our friend
Jean-Paul Pitou in and around the area of Montormel, where the final
battles of the Battle of Normandy took place. We did this for three
reasons—one, to see Jean-Paul again. It seems like almost every
time we come to Normandy, we spend our Sunday with him, whether it's wandering around an old cemetery or looking at where a tank battle took place. Two, we did what we did today to find out
more about this not very well-publicized part of the war. And three,
we did it because one of Loraine's research subjects, John Zbacnik of Traunik,
joined his company here as a replacement for wounded soldiers at the
tail end of the battle and then stayed with them through his death in
Germany a couple of months before the end of the war.
We spent most of our time at the
Monument de Montormel, which is an amazing museum sitting high atop a hill which overlooks this
plain--
This is where American, British,
Canadian, and (most importantly) Polish soldiers fought German
soldiers trying to retreat through what's now called the “Falaise
Gap” (even though the city of Falaise isn't even near the site). I
won't go into the details too much; you can always Google it if
you'd like to know more. But the battle was a bloody end to the
German presence in Normandy as they retreated through what's now
called Coulair de la Mort—The Corridor of the Dead. From the
stories were were told, the loss of human life was staggering—in
fact, there are over 7,000 soldiers from all sides still lying in the
ground of the area, unaccounted for. Once the “Gap” was closed,
the Allies marched toward Paris and, within the year, Berlin.
I said it yesterday, and I'll say it
again today. War is a waste.
Anyway, remember how I said that people
in France will do their best to make sure you get every single thing
you need, right? Well, once the director of the museum found out
that Loraine was interested in one particular person, he got down to
business, and while we were watching a video presentation he drew
this--
It's a map of the area where Zbacnik
would've been stationed once he joined his company. He also provided
Jean-Paul with additional info on where his company would've moved
during the final battle, so that he could bring us to those exact
spots where Zbacnik may have once stood, like this field--
It doesn't look like much, but it's a
place where Zbacnik would've been stationed. Showing us things like
that is very important to the French citizens who study the war.
They've learned as much as humanly possible, and they want to share
that knowledge with other people who care. And they take pride in
being as exact as possible. If they're not, or if they've found
they've made a mistake, they take it personally. It doesn't really
matter to us; we're just happy to be in the general vicinity. But
because the people of this area feel like they owe Americans for
liberating their land, they'll do anything they can. Doesn't matter
if the Americans they're helping weren't born until two decades after
the war; because we're American, they want to make sure we get
everything we need, and they want to make sure that it's in perfect
form when we get it.
And that's why we now have that
hand-drawn map to add to Loraine's collection.
That took up most of our day today.
And as you can possibly tell by the pictures, the weather was more
Normandy-like than it has been since the beginning of our trip, so
the fact that we spent the day driving or in museums was fine. While
it was raining on and off, at least it was warm. And for those of
you keeping score, today may have been the one “bad” weather day
on our trip. After a cloudy (but quite warm) day tomorrow, it's
supposed to get back to being sunny and around 80 as the week wears
on.
I think we can work with that.
Here are a few other odds & ends
then, beginning with the fact that Loraine and I are geeks. Well,
okay, I'm definitely a geek, and I must have rubbed off a little on
the Most Amazing Woman I Know, because every time we drive near or
see a sign for the city of Caen (the big city in this region), one or
the both of us will yell out “KHAAAAAAAAAAAN”, a la William
Shatner in “Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan”.
You see, “Caen” is pronounced like
“Khan” of the movies. That's why we can't help ourselves.
8-)
For the first time today we didn't buy
any chocolate. I know; shocking, isn't it? But between the fact
that we were busy and the fact that most French stores are closed on
Sunday, we just didn't get around to it, And for those of you who
may wonder why we buy so much when we're over here, all I have to say
is this--can you get a dark chocolate bar with sesame seeds anywhere
else?
Or a white chocolate with vanilla &
bourbon bar anywhere else?
I thought not. And, your honor, the
defense rests.
Tomorrow we leave Bayeux for two days
(don't worry, we'll be back) to be spent in Ste Mere Eglise, where
several...interesting things may be awaiting us. First on tap
tomorrow we'll once again meet up with Jean-Paul and with the mayor
of a small French town called St. Georges-de-Bohon, where seven years
ago (on another Sunday with Jean-Paul, in fact) we somehow became the
object of a town-wide gathering and party. When we asked Jean-Paul
if they were planning another big celebration for tomorrow, his eyes
lit up and he simply said...
“Big? I don't think it'll be big”.
Oh boy. And that's just our morning. We also have a 4 pm appointment that could lead to a few things we don't expect. So I think tomorrow's blog will
be quite the fascinating one...
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