My father went over with the US forces on D-Day with a small group of RAF staff to set up an early warning system using radar (not sure if it was still called RDF then). He passed away 30 years ago but am still so proud of him. My mother was a young Austrian child who spent WWII hiding from the Nazis in the Alps along with her mother and sisters. I just called her and she is watching the D-Day memories with tears in her eyes, as am I. Thank you to all that fought such evil in WWII, you will never be forgotten, and thank you to all that continue to defend freedom or have done so since WWII. You have my humblest appreciation.