The marking of D-Day this year made me think of a trip I took with my dad and some other veterans in 2001 to the beaches of France. We hired a coach and headed to Sword Beach (which stretched from Ouistreham to Saint-Aubin-sur-Mer), near the town of Caen, the objective for the British 3rd Infantry Division. It was moving to walk and talk our way around a place that had such (still) vivid memories for them. So, thinking of those things, here’s something based on a reading that I gave at Bill’s funeral, about his experiences in the war and his enduring love of music, and those that made it.