Yesterday marked 75 years since D-Day. To mark this occasion the Lancaster did a fly by in Hamilton. I really wanted to upload a video that my hubby took, but the darn thing won't load. You'll have to take my word for it - "the Lanc" a beautiful part of history.
The fly by made me think about how much death was a part of everyday life in the years when the Lanc flew. Obviously, this was not a good thing; I can't imagine how terrifying living during those years would have been. Death was a reality people dealt with every day. I wonder how WWII society was with grief? I wonder if they used platitudes when speaking with someone who was recently widowed, or someone whose son had just been reported missing in action...
When death is everywhere, are people better at knowing what to say?
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