The invasion of Normandy on June 6 75 years ago is not only historically significant, it is also a very personal day since 48 years ago we got married on that date in 1971 - the invasion of Norman, which was the 27th anniversary of D-Day. That's a scary thought - we were married a generation away from D-Day and now we are three generations away.
We celebrated over two days with dinner at The River Cafe Wednesday evening and going to see the Temptations musical - Ain't Too Proud last night.
I wasn't alive in D-Day - I was born on March 3, 1945. But maybe in a sense I was - for those who consider there is life at conception. I did some math last night. I was born 3 days short of 9 months after D-Day. Hmmmm. Did my parents celebrate that day and am I the outcome?
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Toasting the life of our cat Penny who died suddenly of apparently a heart attack the other night at the age of 7. |
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Happy anniversary desserts - chocolate Brooklyn Bridge |
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Outside the River Cafe - I want one of these waterfalls |
1 comment:
Good for you. Love the pics.
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