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Bill Ross Queens Own Rifles, Canadian Army.
Bill Ross first set foot on the beach at Bernières on a morning of iron and fire. One morning in June, at around eight o'clock. That sixth of June nineteen forty-four, he ran as he had never run before in his life.... he ran towards this house, which later became a benevolent haven of peace for all the veterans..... That day, with his comrades from the Queen's Own Rifles regiment, he helped to liberate Bernières, Anisy and Anguerny, where he spent his first night in Normandy. The days which followed saw him help to repel German attacks on Bretteville and Norrey.... He finally fell, wounded, on the fourth of July at Carpiquet, wounded in body and in his heart. Evacuated, treated then recovered, he returned in time to participate in the Liberation of Northern France in September - then on to Belgium. Holland, Germany.....
So, Bill suffered, some of his comrades had been killed, and sometimes one can read, even today, in his tired eyes that have seen too much, a great man who has never lost the dignity of a free man, in love with freedom.
But Bill Ross is only one of the heroes who, by their acts of bravery and devotion to duty, allowed us to rid ourselves of the Brown Plague and to return to Peace and Honour, flouted during the occupation.
No, Bill is a man above all - a loving father and husband, an adorable grandfather who Quincy gazes longingly at, seeing in his eyes a brightness and love without end. Bill is a happy soul who sings softly still, on a summer afternoon, songs of affection and remembrance for his lost comrades.
We will remember them.
Traduction : Geoff Leese
Bill Ross Queens Own Rifles, Canadian Army.
Bill Ross first set foot on the beach at Bernières on a morning of iron and fire. One morning in June, at around eight o'clock. That sixth of June nineteen forty-four, he ran as he had never run before in his life.... he ran towards this house, which later became a benevolent haven of peace for all the veterans..... That day, with his comrades from the Queen's Own Rifles regiment, he helped to liberate Bernières, Anisy and Anguerny, where he spent his first night in Normandy. The days which followed saw him help to repel German attacks on Bretteville and Norrey.... He finally fell, wounded, on the fourth of July at Carpiquet, wounded in body and in his heart. Evacuated, treated then recovered, he returned in time to participate in the Liberation of Northern France in September - then on to Belgium. Holland, Germany.....
So, Bill suffered, some of his comrades had been killed, and sometimes one can read, even today, in his tired eyes that have seen too much, a great man who has never lost the dignity of a free man, in love with freedom.
But Bill Ross is only one of the heroes who, by their acts of bravery and devotion to duty, allowed us to rid ourselves of the Brown Plague and to return to Peace and Honour, flouted during the occupation.
No, Bill is a man above all - a loving father and husband, an adorable grandfather who Quincy gazes longingly at, seeing in his eyes a brightness and love without end. Bill is a happy soul who sings softly still, on a summer afternoon, songs of affection and remembrance for his lost comrades.
We will remember them.
Traduction : Geoff Leese