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Robert GC Blyth 5-9-2021
I was delighted to be able to visit the memorial on 18 August 2021 en route back to the UK from Charente, and to see my uncle’s name engraved on pillar 195 (Robert Blyth, KOSB, 3066196, died 19 July 1944). Huge thanks to all, for the enormous work that has gone into this wonderful memorial to the many thousands who gave their lives for the liberation of France & Europe, not least to those who have no known grave. I have regularly visited the cemetery at Douvres where my uncle is buried, but this new memorial pays both collective and individual tribute on a broader canvas. Thanks also for publishing his story from the information that my sister has provided.
Isobel McIlwraith 31-8-2021
On August 29th we visited the memorial to find the record of my mother’s uncle, Francis Alan Shore who died on 13th June 1944, which we did. It is a beautiful place.
Peter and Jenny Jay
It has taken almost two years for us to get to see my father’s name. We intended to come for the official opening. Last year we attended the virtual opening at the National Memorial in pouring rain but here we are today on a beautiful day to see this awe inspiring sight. We have taken many photos and will come back tomorrow later in the day to combat the bright sunshine!
It is true – they do not grow old – my father is still 29 and I feel very much like the child I was.
Jon & Linda Adams
We were in Normandy to visit my Uncles grave at Hermanville Sur Mer Cemetery so naturally we’re looking forward to paying our respects at the new memorial.
My Uncle on Pillar 20. ( Anthony STOTT 14288058 GNR Royal Artillery died 7th June 1944 Age 21).
What a truly moving experience and fitting memorial to all the fallen heroes who died so young. Overlooking the sea facing Sword beach it is a beautiful tranquil peaceful place.
They Shall not grow old,as we that are left grow old
Age Shall not weary them
Nor years condemn
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them