Of all the war monuments and cemeteries dedicated to North Americans, the beaches and plots at Normandy are perhaps the most haunting
Colleville-sur-Mer, Normandy, France
On an early June day in 1944, Pearl Molyneaux wondered where her boys and daughter were, as World War II charged toward deadly climaxes in Europe and in the Pacific.
As my great-grandmother wrote in her diary at home in western New York State, her son Silas, a bomber pilot, was in the Army Air Corp; son Max was in the Navy; daughter Roberta was serving in the Women’s Army Corps (WAC) somewhere in England; her oldest grandson Glenn, my father (from Oberlin, Ohio), was in the Navy, training with Marines for future amphibious landings in the Pacific; and her son Evan, an Army doctor, had left a month earlier to cross the Atlantic for Europe. Evan was headed for Normandy.
Their lives, their courage and my great-grandmother’s diary were in my thoughts when I returned to Normandy earlier this year to walk the beaches and visit the American Cemetery with a group from Uniworld’s new river vessel, Joie de Vivre.
An emotional visit to Normandy
Among the excursions on Seine River cruises that start in Paris, a day at World War II memorials on the Normandy coast is the most popular, and for many the most emotional.