I like Ike…remembering June 6, 1944


Eisenhower talking to troops before D-Day

I grew up in the 50s and my mother was a devoted fan and regular voter for Dwight D. Eisenhower. We named our German Shepherd “IKE”. We named our parakeet “IKE”. And throughout the day he would chirp, “I like IKE”.

I was 8 months old on the original D-Day. Too little to understand the sacrifices that had been made that day protecting my freedom.

I am proud to share photos I took at those Normandy beaches back in 2009. A very moving experience. Including a photo of a cross on the grave of a young man who died only a few months after the invasion on my first birthday. This is still a part of France where the welcome mat it out for all Americans.

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A Rainbow of Color ~ Spring in France

From the flower market on Île de la Cité to Le Tour Eiffel peaking through the trees to the irises at a bed and breakfast in Amboise to pink tulips in the garden at Chenonceau and its wisteria covered cottage to a colorful array of tulips behind Notre Dame to touches of color at Villandry to the spring green of the cloisters at Mont Saint-Michel and, finally, to the sacred grounds of Normandy.