I have a fear.
I never discuss it with anyone.
I am afraid of the day when no one is left who was there.
No one who knows what it was like.
No one who tasted fear and smelled the death.
No one who remembers the horror.
Or the hope.
“Their road will be long and hard. For the enemy is strong. He may hurl back our forces. Success may not come with rushing speed, but we shall return again and again”
FDR D-Day Prayer, June 6, 1944