I went to Europe after I finished law school to goof off. (I like to goof off, btw).
In France, I decided I just had to see Omaha Beach and stand and look out on where D-Day happened. So I took a train as far as I could then found a little shop and rented a moped, then sprinted up and down Normandy. When I got to Omaha Beach, all I could do as stand there and say – “holy crap, that is a big beach.”
Looking out from the bluffs above, you can’t help but understand the enormity of what the Allies did on D-Day.
I am not much on flag waving, but today is a good day to do it.