They camped out for the weekend in tents, using equipment from the 1940s, catering & eating food from that time; a whole community living in a time bubble from sixty years ago All this to show the admiration for the troops of ordinary young men & women & resistance families who put themselves on the line back in 1944.
Three things were poignant. First the demonstration of the Sherman tank, why...well because of the effect this vehicle had. Apparently in in a nearby village is a house whose shutters are never opened, because as a girl the old lady who lives there opened the shutters to see German tanks rumbling down the main street. So traumatised was she that she shut the shutters and they have remained shut ever since. I couldn't help but wonder what would happen if by chance she opened them that weekend as the vehicles toured the area, but this time she would see an American convoy and an American tank.
All this celebration...being back in an American war time camp, but not a single American in sight. Care in the detail and such passion for the accuracy of the memory. And who organised it? Well, the participants were all ages, but the committee and the chairmen and the organisational people were in their twenties, now that's impressive .
Some memories jump time and the people touched by them are transformed by them.I think on Sunday the French taught me a little about time travel