My father was amongst the first "wave" of men that went into Sword beach on D Day, he came back, thankfully, but something like 70% of his unit are still there, I made a promise to him that I would commemerate  his comrades for him, { he wouldn't go back again, meet me and I'll tell you why  

 not nice, believe me} it took me a few years to find their graves, I've laid a wreath once and will do so again, this year and as for as long as I can  

, the images in my mind that he gave me will live with me for the rest of my life, [not just of D-Day, but of the entire war, he served in all theatres of the war  

 ]  if we don't remember them
ALL  then it was all wasted, both 
sides had men that were fanatics, (talk to, and listen to, men that were there, the germans weren't the only ones that did atrocities, so did the allies, I have images in my mind {from my father} of things carried out by the allies,  so don't think everything was one sided)
  Sorry but this whole subject  
 hurts I've spent too many nights with images of the whole war in my mind, and with promises made that are hard to fulfill, they'll be done, but it's not easy, 
  excuse the rant, just had to say it  
 
  
 