Okay, I feel bad not liking Cherbourg as much as I do because it’s not its fault (probably my fault for not doing more research) but still, didn’t care much for it. 285 more words
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The old man sitting on his purple electric scooter in his son’s Port Charlotte, Fla. home was once a sniper in the 10th Armored “Tiger” Division when it landed in France shortly after D-Day during World War II.
Early morning, and we are on the ferry now, crossing the calm English Channel from Poole, England, to Cherbourg, Normandy, France, a four-hour trip on a very modern ship. 289 more words