Remembering D-Day
Back then, it was all I could ever think about- getting the latest scoop on the hottest news, and faster than any other reporter out there. It was all any bright young news reporter out there could ever think about. Stories came in by the dozen most days, especially to The Star, which was the paper I was working for at the time. It was my job to sift through the tips and hold on to the keepers. I still remember the rush I got trying to get my story done first, my editor breathing down my neck every second that went by. The hotter the story, the louder my editor would yell. I was so sure I had survived the worst, but when D-Day arrived, everything prior was just slow motion.
We had to get the message out. We had to let the people know! It was our responsibility to take all that information that we knew and get it hot off the presses immediately. In the first moments when I heard about D-Day, an overwhelming sense of pride came rushing through my head. Our boys had finally taken action! We were fighting back, and we were fighting strong. However, these precious moments and cheers were cut short by the call of our jobs. I remember feverishly tapping at my typewriter, reading tips from our overseas reporters, quoting King George VI’s words as he addressed the world over the radio. All around me was the sound of panic, fingers clicking away at typewriters at twice the regular rate.
“At this moment not one of us is too busy to play a role in a worldwide vigil of prayer.” – King George VI
Not one of us, except for the reporters. Our time to pray came at the first cry of "Extra, extra! Read all about it!"
How did you react on D-Day? How did you find out about it? Were you as panicked as I was?
Let me know in the comments!
posted by Greg Clark | 01:11
4 Comments:
On D-day, i was ecstatic, that act of hope made all the difference in helping the allies defeat Nazi Germany. I was also proud of our allies for being able to counter attack the enemy and reclaim France once again. Oh, Clark, your hilarious! you know we all found out of this day all thanks to you! :)
D- day was THE day i felt HOPE. To be honest, 2 things that run through my mind while i work at the factory was how my family is doing, and if we are actually going to win this. I always told myself to keep believing, we're winning for sure but there was always doubt. D day really boost my confidence and i was back on track, working away because i know all the sweat and tears was not a waste!
D-Day really boost my confidence as well. Knowing that France was reclaimed really made me let out a sigh of relief, because it gave me hope that these mighty Germans can be beat. All the Allies working together gave me a sort of 'warm' feeling, knowing that almost the whole world is working to fight the enemy, TOGETHER.
Oh, D-Day! :S I remember Uncle Benny told me the last words from his Supreme Allied Commander EISENHOWER said to him before they entered was
“ …I have full confidence in your courage, devotion to duty and skill in battle. We will accept nothing less than full victory. Good Luck! And let us all beseech the blessings of Almighty God upon this great and noble undertaking.”
Yes, my Uncle Benny survived. However, that day was the day that both my father and my brother John died as well. My mama and I were at home preparing for dinner when a messenger came in and told us the news. Mama fainted on the spot! OH, what a horrible day! I was about 10- 12 years old I think, and I was just starting to understand what was happening around us. Uncle Benny survived, and told me a very powerful. Ah now that I think of it, I believe it was June 6th, 1944...
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