My first ever passport has arrived and the ferry and hotel have been booked in the city of Caen, France .... My mother has tried on a few occasions to get out to Brettville sur Laize to visit her brothers grave George who was killed on the 7th June 1944 the day after D-Day, she last saw him when she was 14..... and he was 21 ....it's a long time to wait to pay your respects...I knew my mother had booked a coach trip out to France and had presumed it was all going well until she told me that they had rung her up and cancelled due to lack of interest...AGAIN !! ... needless to say she was quite upset by the cancellation.... So I offered my driving services to get them out there.... I couldn't do much else to help... and thought at least if I can get them out there the visit can go ahead....
I should imagine it will be quite emotional for her, I of course never met or knew him, but I have him to thank for my interest in joining the Army and setting me on the path I chose all those years ago .... and I've always wanted to visit his resting place and pay my respects ever since I saw a dog eared black and white photograph my Nan took when she visited her son's grave.....
So we are booked into a nice hotel in Caen by the marina (to please Dad... he has to at least see boats once a day to be happy or he gets withdrawal symptoms) .....and we are planning on visiting the cemetery where George was buried, and then onto a few other places to fill up the two days we have out there .... probably visit the Bayeux Tapestry and a few museums ... it should be quite a busy time ..... And I'm so glad my mother is finally getting out there come hell or high water........ :)
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