Taking a group of americans to discover the gastronmy of the French pasture land with my friend Jean Pierre Moullé, our stop along the Normandy beaches turned out to be one of the most emotional moments of my life here in France. High above the cliffs I looked down on those beaches where hudrends of young american soldiers arrived laden with arms and the conviction that they were going to free Europe from Hitler’s hands. For most of them it was their first time out side of their own country. Hundreds stayed forever in this gentle Normandy countryside and I met them in the white fields of crosses covering acres along the French coast. They were mostly they same age as I was when I first arrived in France 24 years later….and I stayed too…to live in a France freed by them. The French, though they sometimes seem to forget, are ever greatful to those young men.
The Peace Museum in Caen is a wonderful “merci!” to them all….don’t miss it when you come to Normandy !
For the next tour to Normandy with Jean Pierre and Denise Moullé check their web site: http://www.twobordelais.com