Tuesday, 24 June 2025

Euro 2025 ~ Gold Beach, The British Normandy Memorial and Ryes British Cemetery ...

Gold Beach ... 





The British landing area code named Gold Beach was more than 8km (5 miles) wide and included the coastal towns of La Rivière and Le Hamel. On the western end of the beach was the small port of Arromanches and slightly west of that port was the town of Longues-sur-Mer. The assault sectors at Gold Beach were designated (from west to east) Item, Jig (comprising sections Green and Red), and King (also consisting of two sections named Green and Red). The assault was to be carried out by the British 50th (Northumbrian) Infantry Division.

The objectives of the 50th Division were to cut the Caen-Bayeux highway, take the small port of Arromanches, link up with the Americans from Omaha Beach to the west at Port-en-Bessin, and then with the Canadians from Juno Beach to the east.



The first assault wave was to land at 07.25 hours, one hour later than the scheduled landings on the American beaches owing to the direction of the tide, which moved from west to east and brought high water later to the British beach. But the wind on the morning of D-Day came directly from the northwest, piling up the water rapidly. The outer obstacles that the Germans had installed with the intent to cause damage and destroy invading landing craft, were therefore under water before British demolition teams could get to them. Moreover, the demolition personnel came under fire from the beach, therefore failing to clear the obstacles. First landing crafts to come ashore carried tanks, of which 20 struck mines.

Fortunately for the British, there was no German armour on the beach and the infantry resistance was ineffective. By the evening of June 6, the 50th Division had landed 25000 men, penetrated 10km (6 miles) inland, hooked up with the Canadians from Juno Beach on the left and reached the heights above Port-en-Bessin. It had not cut the Caen-Bayeux highway or linked up with the Americans from Omaha Beach, but it had made an impressive start. The British suffered 400 casualties while securing their beachhead.


Gold Beach 6th June 1944 ...








Mulberry Harbour at Arromanches-les-Bains (Port Winston) ...







The Mulberry harbours were two temporary portable harbours developed by the British Admiralty and War Office to facilitate the rapid offloading of cargo onto beaches after the first waves of the invasion. Within hours of the Allies creating beachheads, sections of the two prefabricated harbours were towed across the English Channel from southern England and placed in position off Omaha Beach (Mulberry "A") and Gold Beach (Mulberry "B"), along with old ships to be sunk as breakwaters.

On the 19 June, both Mulberry A and B suffered severe damage in the worst storm to hit the Normandy coast in 40 years, Mulberry A at Omaha Beach was deemed irreparable, while Mulberry B at Gold Beach was more protected, although damaged by the storm it remained usable and came to be known as Port Winston.


The Mulberry Harbour on Gold Beach June 1944 ...







From the Imperial War Museum, a video about the Mulberry Harbour, the need for it from lessons learned during the Canadian raid on Dieppe on 19th August 1942. Click on the image or the link below ~



The British Normandy Memorial ...














The memorial records the names of all those under British command who lost their lives in Normandy between 6 June and 31 August 1944. On the columns are the names of more than 22442, the majority are British soldiers, sailors, marines and airmen who lost their lives on D-Day and in the weeks that followed. There are also many from other nations around the world who fought under British command or who were attached to the British armed forces, such as from Ireland, France, The Netherlands, Poland, Australia, New Zealand, South Africa and the USA. Losses of the British Merchant Navy are also remembered, as are civilian losses, particularly those in France.

The site was officially opened on 6 June 2021 by the then Prince of Wales as Royal Patron of the Normandy Memorial Trust. 

The following video produced by the Normandy Memorial Trust describes the brief history of the memorial ~ “Six years in six minutes: this is the story of the making of the British Normandy Memorial.” ~ Click on the image or the link ...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FdA2Sdo9WEk



Stanley Hollis VC, the only recipient of a Victoria Cross for actions on D-Day ... 


In 1939 Stanley Hollis enlisted in the British Territorial Army and was later transferred to the 6th Battalion, Green Howards and went over to France as part of the British Expeditionary Force (BEF) in 1940, where he served as the commanding officer's dispatch rider. In June 1940, Stanley was part of Operation Dynamo, the evacuation of the BEF from Dunkirk. He then fought from El Alamein to Tunis as part of the British Eighth Army in the North African campaign. Later he was made company sergeant major shortly before the invasion of Sicily in 1943, where he was wounded at the battle of Primosole Bridge.

After being part of the initial D-Day landings on Gold Beach, Stanley went with his company commander to investigate two German pillbox which had been by-passed. He lay on top of the pillbox and dropped a grenade inside, before jumping down and entering the fortification, where he took the surviving occupants prisoner. He then saw a slit trench leading away to a second pillbox in the garden of the house. He advanced down it alone and captured the fortification and all those in it. In all he captured 30 Germans single-handed.

Later that morning at 11.00am, he was involved in a second action which contributed to his Victoria Cross award. By this time, Stanley was acting commander of 16 Platoon, whose officer having been killed earlier in action. Having spotted a German field gun hidden in a hedge he decided to try and destroy it. Taking a PIAT (the British equivalent of a bazooka) he and two Bren machine-gunners, crawled forwards through a large rhubarb patch to get close enough to the artillery piece to try a PIAT shot. Unfortunately, he missed and the German gun located about 100 yards distant, turned and fired on them, miraculously firing high over their heads. Stanley shouted to the men with him to get back and retreated to cover behind a farm building. Unfortunately, the men either had not heard him, or were too afraid to run.

Feeling responsible to the men, he decided to go and help them. He took a Bren gun and advanced into the open, firing from the hip, to attract the attention of the German field gun team. This enabled the two Bren gunners to run back from the rhubarb patch to cover. Astoundingly, even though he was standing in plain sight of the enemy Stanley was not hit.

In September 1944 he was wounded in the leg and evacuated to England, where he was decorated by King George VI on 10 October 1944.



His hut at Gold Beach ...



His medals ...

Victoria Cross, 1939-1945 Star, Africa Star 1940-43, Clasp: 8th Army, Italy Star 1943-45, France and Germany Star 1944-45, Defence Medal 1939-45’ War Medal 1939-45 with Oakleaf and The Queen Elizabeth II Coronation Medal 1953

His Victoria Cross citation published in the London Gazette ...

In Normandy on 6th June, 1944, during the assault on the beaches and the Mont Fleury Battery, C.S.M. Hollis's Company Commander noticed that two of the pill-boxes had been by-passed, and went with C.S.M. Hollis to see that they were clear. When they were 20 yards from the pillbox, a machine-gun opened fire from the slit and C.S.M. Hollis instantly rushed straight at the pillbox, firing his Sten gun. He jumped on top of the pillbox, re-charged his magazine, threw a grenade in through the door and fired his Sten gun into it, killing two Germans and taking the remainder prisoner. He then cleared several Germans from a neighbouring trench. By his action, he undoubtedly saved his Company from being fired on heavily from the rear and enabled them to open the main beach exit.

Later the same day, in the village of Crepon, the Company encountered a field gun and crew armed with Spandaus at 100 yards range. C.S.M. Hollis was put in command of a party to cover an attack on the gun, but the movement was held up. Seeing this, C.S.M. Hollis pushed right forward to engage the gun with a P.I.A.T. from a house at 50 yards range. He was observed by a sniper who fired and grazed his right cheek, and at the same moment the gun swung round and fired into the house. To avoid the fallen masonry C.S.M. Hollis moved his party to an alternative position. Two of the enemy gun crew had by this time been killed and the gun was destroyed shortly afterwards. He later found that two of his men had stayed behind in the house and immediately volunteered to get them out. In full view of the enemy who were continually firing at him, he went forward alone using a Bren gun to distract their attention from the other men. Under cover of his diversion, the two men were able to get back.

Wherever fighting was heaviest, C.S.M. Hollis appeared and in the course of a magnificent day's work, he displayed the utmost gallantry and on two separate occasions his courage and initiative prevented the enemy from holding up the advance at critical stages. It was largely through his heroism and resource that the Company's objectives were gained and casualties were not heavier, and by his own bravery he saved the lives of many of his men. ~

After the war, Stanley worked for a time as a sandblaster in a steelwork. Later he became a partner in a motor repair business in Darlington, before becoming a ship's engineer from 1950 to 1955. He next trained as a publican, and ran the "Albion" public house in Market Square, North Ormesby ~ the pub's name was eventually changed to "The Green Howard". After the pub was demolished in 1970, he moved to become the tenant of the "Holywell View" public house at Liverton Mines near Loftus. He died on 8 February 1972.



The Royal Engineer Memorial ...



The memorial which overlooks Gold Beach is dedicated to the Royal Engineers (engineering arm of the British Army) who led the construction of the Mulberry Harbour at Arromanches-les-Bains, whilst the Royal Navy assisted in its coordination, planning, deployment and assembly. 

This memorial is of personal significance to me, my relative Hugh Wright (first cousin once removed) was a Royal Engineer who came ashore at Gold Beach. He fought with the 49th Infantry Division (The Polar Bears), from the beaches of Normandy through France and onto Belgium, where he was killed in Wuustwezel near the Dutch border on 21 October 1944 (D+137). At the time of his death, he was involved in the construction of bridges over the Belgian and Dutch canal systems.

You can read more about Hugh and his military service at the following blogs, click on the images or links below …

 https://southshoretidewatch.blogspot.com/2017/10/hugh-wright.html


https://southshoretidewatch.blogspot.com/2024/06/euro-2024-wuustwezel.html



https://southshoretidewatch.blogspot.com/2024/06/euro-2024-my-return-to-leopoldsburg-war.html



Longues-sur-Mer Battery ...








The German artillery battery at Longues-sur-Mer was not the most powerful in Normandy, but was perfectly located to oppose the landings on D-Day. Its guns were positioned between Omaha and Gold Beaches, resulting in a duel with the offshore Allied fleet before it was eventually silenced at sunset.

The battery built during the first half of 1944 was part of the German defensive Atlantic Wall coastal fortifications. It consisted of four 150mm guns in concrete bunkers and one 120mm gun. By May 1944 the battery was operational, but the firing command post built on the edge of the cliff, did not yet have all the equipment necessary for an effective fire against naval targets.


The Longues-sur-Mer Battery after its capture, June 1944 ...



Today, the site is one of the best-preserved in France, the only one where you can still see some of the original cannon, capable at the time of firing shells weighing 45kg at a distance of 22km. The view from the firing command post dug into the cliff offers a vast panorama over the Bay of the Seine.


Ryes British Cemetery ...

Ryes War Cemetery is not far inland from Gold Beach at Arromanches, the first burials were made there just two days after the landings. The cemetery contains 652 Commonwealth burials (630 British, 21 Canadian, and one Australian), in addition there are also one Polish casualty and 335 German graves.
















 

The German plot within Ryes War Cemetery ...



The following two graves are only a few feet apart, separating the German from the Commonwealth plots ...




Two brothers, Private Joseph Casson (Durham Light Infantry) and Marine Robert Casson (45 Commando) are buried beside each other in the cemetery.

 

Marine Robert Casson ...



Service Number EX/3236

Royal Marines R.M. Commando (Attached to H.Q. 4 S.S. Bde)

Died 6 June 1944, aged 25

Son of David and Mary Ellen Casson, of Whitehaven, Cumberland.

ON WHOSE SOUL SWEET JESUS HAVE MERCY R.I.P. THEY DIED FOR OUR FREEDOM

 

Private Joseph Casson ...



Service Number 14674155

Durham Light Infantry 9th Bn

Died 27 June 1944, aged 18

Son of David and Mary Ellen Casson, of Whitehaven, Cumberland.

ON WHOSE SOUL SWEET JESUS HAVE MERCY R.I.P. THEY DIED FOR OUR FREEDOM

 

The following about Robert and Joseph Casson were written and made available by their niece Mary Teresa Holland …

Robert Casson (EX/3236) ~ was called up on Valentine’s Day 1940 whilst working at the Rowntree’s factory in York, reporting to Royal Marine (RM) Reserve Depot, Lympstone, Devon, near Exmouth on the River Exe.

He was first posted 101st R.M. Brigade HQ as a cook. In February 1941 he was temporarily attached to 5th Battalion HQE but in March he re-joined 101st R.M. Brigade HQ. During October 1942 he was promoted twice, first to Lance Corporal and then Corporal. On 15th September 1943 he reverts to the rank of Marine volunteering to train as a Commando. On the 23rd of October, he joins 46 RM Commando and attends the Commando Training Depot at Achnacarry, Scotland. On completion of his training, he is assigned to HQ Staff 4th Special Service Brigade.

From the 1-4 June 1944, he was stationed in Southampton, receiving his briefing in C19 Camp. Embarking from HMS Tormentor, Warsash on the river Hamble, near Southampton on 5 June 1944 with LSIs Serials 1519 and 1520 to take part in the D-Day landings, and was to land at St. Aubin-sur-Mer, code named Nan Red, Juno Beach, being part of 4th Special Service Brigade supporting the Canadian troops. However, Robert never made it to shore as he was shot in the neck and died instantly as his landing craft approached Juno Beach.

He was initially buried at sea, but after the storm of 19 June 1944 his body was washed up on the beach, temporarily buried by the sea wall at St. Aubin-sur-Mer, then subsequently exhumed on 9th August 1944 and moved to Ryes War Cemetery, Bazenville and laid to rest in Plot 1, Row F, Grave 5.

His mother, Mrs Mary Ellen Casson received confirmation of his and younger brother Joseph’s death, in letters dated 17th and 18th July 1944, but learning later that his body had been washed up on the beach, she exchanged correspondence with the authorities and requested that her sons be buried alongside each other.

On 13th November 1944, Marine Robert Casson was exhumed again and transferred to his final resting place in Ryes War Cemetery, Plot 4, Row B, Grave 2 (his fourth burial), to be laid next to his younger brother, Private Joseph Casson aged of the 9th Battalion, Durham Light Infantry, who had been exhumed and transferred from Jérusalem War Cemetery, Chouain and now lies in Plot 4, Row B, Grave 1.

A letter from the War Office to Mrs Casson dated 1 December 1944 from the Director of Graves Registration Enquiries, confirmed that her two sons are interred side by side at Ryes War Cemetery. Robert has had three headstones over his grave at Ryes, the first incorrectly attributed him to 45 RM Commando, this was replaced with 46 RM Commando in 2018, but this was also incorrect, it transpired that 46 RM Commando did not actually land until 7th June 1944. Further investigations established that 4th Special Service Brigade was his unit, his final headstone being erected in February 2021.

 

Joseph Casson (14674155) ~ was deemed to have been a man enlisted in the Territorial Army for the duration of the Emergency under the provisions of the National Services Acts 1939 to 1941 and was working at the Ladysmith Coal Mine, Whitehaven, Cumberland, (Cumbria) when he was formally enlisted on 18 November 1943.

Following his basic training he was initially assigned to the Kings Own Yorkshire Light Infantry (KOYLI) on 30 December 1943, eventually being transferred to the 9th Battalion, Durham Light Infantry (D.L.I.) on 28 March 1944. The 9th Battalion, D.L.I. moved to Nightingale Wood Camp, near Southampton, on 2 June 1944 prior to embarking landing craft on 5th June, sailing down the Solent at 8:00pm and reaching open water at 8:30pm as part of the 50th Division.

The 50th Division was designated to land on Gold Beach, in company with the 8th Armoured Brigade. The 151st Brigade, including the 9th Battalion D.L.I., was part of the second wave to land, after the beach was secure and push inland. The Brigade was to move southwest from Gold Beach toward Route Nationale 13. The 151st Brigade came ashore as planned and got to the outskirts of Bayeux.

During the following week, the Brigade advanced past Bayeux and on 14th June, the Brigade fought in Operation “Perch” against the Panzer Lehr Division. The Brigade made the initial assault on the villages of Lingèvres and Les Verrières, which were captured by the 9th Battalion D.L.I.. Later that day the Brigade and the 231st Brigade were cut off south of the villages, formed a "brigade box" and repulsed heavy German counterattacks before withdrawing. The 9th Battalion D.L.I. went on to enter Tilly-sur-Seulles on 20 June, Joseph is recorded as being wounded on 21st June, moved to No 3 CCS (Casualty Clearing Station) near Jérusalem but died from his wounds on 27 June 1944. Following a request to the authorities from his mother, Mrs. Mary Ellen Casson, he was exhumed and transferred from Jérusalem War Cemetery, Chouain to Ryes War Cemetery, Bazenville, on 13th November 1944, to finally be laid to rest and lies in Plot 4, Row B, Grave 1, alongside his brother, Royal Marine Commando, Robert Casson of HQ, 4th Special Service Brigade.

In acknowledgement of the return of his personal effects, Joseph’s mother, Mrs. Mary Ellen Casson, despite her grief, even took the time to add “Thank You” to the document.

The following is a short video about Robert and Joseph Casson, narrated by their niece Mary Teresa Holland, click on the image or the link below ...



At the British Normandy Memorial

Poppies growing in the wheat fields beside Ryes War Cemetery ...


Throughout the many research projects that find their way to me, I have found all to often that buried beneath each gravestone, and behind the names inscribed on memorials to missing, there are similar stories of experiences and encounters to tell, unfortunately, many will never be told, which is an enormous loss to us all.

Euro 2025 ~ Harry Aitkenhead, his jump into Normandy …

As a follow up to the previous blog, where I wrote about my visit to Pegasus and Horsa Bridges, that were the objective of the British 6th Airborne Division during the early hours of D-Day ~ I would like to share the personal story of Harry Aitkenhead and his jump into Normandy.

During my frequent wanders on the local beaches near my home in Nova Scotia, I have met many interesting people doing the very same, and notably always with a very broad smile on their faces. One of those was George Aitkenhead and his wife Janette, who I believe regardless of the weather walked with their dog every day on the local Crescent Beach.

George who died a couple of months before his 78th birthday on 10th April 2024, loved a good chat and always had an interesting tale to tell, but it was only this past March that I learned from Janette that his father Harold "Harry" Aitkenhead, was part of the British 6th Airborne Division, who parachuted into Normandy during the early hours of D-Day. Desperately wanting to know more about this, Janette put me in touch with George’s brother Peter who lives near Hammonds Plain, Nova Scotia.

Over the course of a couple of calls with Peter, he told me about his father Harry. He was born on 20th November 1919 in Cleator Moor within the historic county of Cumberland, on England's coast with the Irish Sea. He left his civilian job as a Foundry Worker to sign up for military service on 20 August 1938, and became part of the Wiltshire Regiment with service number 5570044.

He married Marie Bacon on 10th December 1941, together they had five sons ~ George, twins Harold and Peter and Charles all born in England, and finally John born in Canada, after the family immigrated in 1953 to settle in Paris, Ontario.

After the war, Harry was by this time a Sergeant in the 6th Airborne Division, was demobbed on 20th February 1946, and became a reserve with the Army Air Corp. He died in Brantford, Ontario on 25th July 1988 aged 69.

Peter sent me a scanned copy of his father’s extremely faded type written account of his jump into Normandy, and later into the Rhine region of Germany in March 1945, that he wrote during the 1980's. It took me many hours to carefully extract this great story of parachuting into enemy held territory, with the divisional objective of seizing the two bridges on the Orne and Caen Canal (including the famous Pegasus Bridge), and then defend them against any counter-attacks, until relieved by the arrival of British troops who later would land on Sword Beach ….

Harry's photograph for his Canadian immigration papers in 1953 

 

In his own words ~ Harry Aitkenhead, his jump into Normandy …

The 6th of June dawned, it was not a very good day weather wise, at least not for jumping. That is what we were going to do, we were going to drop into Normandy that night (during the early hours of June 6th). This was to be the largest invasion in history. We were at long last going to put into action all the intensive training we had been doing. We were all young and tough and ready to get at the Nazi in Normandy. We left our transit camp where we had been for 10 days. We had been to the airdrome two days beforehand to be fitted with our parachutes.

Apparently, it should have been the 5th June, but it had been put back a day owing to the rough weather. Now the day we had been waiting for was here. We took off in trucks to a sort of preparation camp, we were told to try and get some sleep. Some of us did, while others just laid there thinking about the coming battle. After a few hours, we were told that we had to have a last service, by our Padre Captain Parry. Little did we know, that it was his last service, he was killed the next day ~

(I have added more information about Chaplain 4th Class, The Rev. George Edward Maule Parry at the end of this script)

~ It was also the last service for a lot of us, for many were to die in the following days. After the service we were told to get ready for battle. We then darkened our hands and faces; this was to make us hard to be seen in the dark. After that we checked our weapons and ammunition. There was not much to be said among the guys, everyone was thinking about the coming battle, in times like that our thoughts went to our folks at home, wives, mothers and fathers, and in some cases children.

While we were there, one of my buddies got a telegram from home saying that his wife had given birth to a baby girl. He said ~ ”I will never see her”. We tried to talk him out of his premonition, it was no good, he was convinced that he would never see his daughter. He was right of course, he died the next day, hit with a sniper’s bullet. Many men had such premonitions.

It was getting late in the afternoon (5th June), so we had a last meal and got into our trucks, my truck was number 145, which was also the number of my plane, a number I would never forget. On the way to the airdrome, we passed through several villages, the guys were throwing out money to the kids in the villages as we drove through. Finally, we reached the airdrome, it was now getting dark and some of the girls from the RAF gave us warm tea and cakes. We said to them we are going on a big exercise, but noticed some of them were crying, they had an idea what was going on.

About 10.30pm the order came, OK let’s go, and off went our planes. On the way to our plane, one of our guys was accidently shot by his own rifle, he had cocked his rifle instead of charging it. The bullet went right up his arm and made a mess of it, there was blood all over the place. Well, we thought what a start not even in the air yet and one guy gone already. Finally, we got into our planes. Number 145 took off down the runway and could not get up, it took three goes and then it made it. That was a little scary thinking it would go over the runway and crash, we were airborne.

After we were airborne, we took up jumping positions, I was jumping number 15. We were jumping out of Sterling Bombers, they are good planes for jumping, there is a large hole in the floor giving us plenty of clearance. While we were flying towards our goal, we tried to relax, but it was difficult. Some of the guys slept, but not me. It is said that sometimes a person will sleep under a lot of tension.

Soon (all too soon), the shout went out “doors open, 20 minutes to go, 15 minutes to go, 10 minutes to go, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, red light on, green light, “GO”.

Out we go, my pal Sgt. Richards said, “Harry I will try and land as near to you as possible”, and he put his hand on my shoulder, we practically went out together.

The night was filled with anti-aircraft fire, I was drifting down into what …? A light anti-aircraft gun was firing right below me and it looked like it was firing right at me, but as I drifted it seemed to go away from me. Bonfires were burning all over as if the Germans had lit them to see where we were. As I was coming down, I saw the roof of a house coming up to meet me. It was a windy night, a bad night for jumping, one minute the moon was shining, the next it was dark because of the wind. We came down very fast and many died with the jump alone. Also, many died in their air harness before touching down.

I was drifting towards a house or so I thought, but went right over it and landed into a tree, crash, it was a hard landing. The first thing I heard was a woman and child crying in one of houses nearby, then the air raid siren in the village. Then I heard them, yes it was two Germans talking not too far from my tree.

It was a night I will never forget, there was planes coming down on fire, machine guns hammering away and small arms fire all over and guys shouting in English, German and French. I had to get down that tree and as fast as possible. First of all, I had to get out of my chute which was bellowing and blowing at the top of the tree. The only time I could do this was when the wind was blowing so that the Germans did not hear me below. It took me quite a while to get to the bottom, but first let me tell you about my rifle. When we jump, we have our rifle strapped to our leg in a valise, when our chute opens, we release it and it then swings 24’ below us. Now before I came down from the tree, I tried to pull up my rifle. I pulled and it seemed to pull back; at first I thought someone had a hold of it, but it must have been caught on a branch of the tree and it was pulling against me when I pulled on it. So, there was only one thing to do and that was to get it off my harness, so I did this and crash, it went down the tree. I heard a cry for help in English and then a burst of sub machine fire, some poor guy must have been hurt and the Germans heard him.

Now I was at the part of the tree where I could not go any further. All of a sudden, I heard a familiar voice saying, “who goes there”. I said, “it's me” and he said, “oh it's you Harry”. I said, “I am up this tree and I am now at the point where there are no more branches to climb down on, how far am I up ...?”. He replied, “about 12 or 15 feet”, I said “well here goes, I am coming down”. So, I got hold of what ivy there was and started to come down, and come down I did with a bang. It was a good job I had made a pocket in the back of my smock for spare socks and shirt, they took the sting out of the fall.

The chap at the bottom of the tree was my pal Sgt. Richards, he must have been right behind me and also came over the house, right to the same tree. The Germans must have taken off because there was no sign of them around. I looked all over for my rifle, but there was no sign of it anywhere. I also had my small pack tied to it, so I had lost my rifle and small pack which had my water bottle, mess tins and 24-hour rations. My pal had a Sten sub machine gun, I had a fighting knife and my grenades. I knew where we were, I had been briefed very good, I had made sure I knew the ground I was to fight on just like my own backyard. You see when they brief you, they not only do it on maps, they also do it on a sand table, and put everything on it right down to the last detail. I said to Ricky (Sgt. Richards), “Ricky we are in Ranville about 3 or 4 miles from our Battalion. The windy night had taken us away from our objective. That same night some fellows were dropped miles away from us, it took some of them days to get back, one chap it took a good many weeks, he was miles behind enemy lines.

At the end of Harry’s script, he added the following poem ~

With four engines roaring they flew through the night.

Their cargo of paratroops all tensed for the fight.

They flew over Normandy over village over town.

Many died in their harness before touching down.

This was the start for the 6th Airborne Division.

They asked for no quarter and no quarter did give, they fought with rifle, knife and grenade.

And the foundation of freedom they so freely laid.

 

Later in Belgium, Harry fought in the Ardennes offensive in support of The Battle of the Bulge during December 1944 and into January 1945. He made his last jump of the war during Operation Varsity, which was the last Airborne deployment of WWII in March 1945. As the Allies advanced east into Germany in early 1945, they faced a number of obstacles. In addition to stiff German resistance, numerous rivers slowed the advance. In particular, the Rhine River, with its treacherous currents and steep banks, forming a particularly strong natural defensive barrier for the Germans, few if any bridges remained. As Allied leaders began planning for the Rhine crossings, they decided to employ airborne forces to drop on the east bank of the Rhine in support of any amphibious assault. What resulted was Operation Varsity with 16,000 paratroopers, transported by 1500 aircraft and 1300 gliders.

By the time of Operation Varsity Harry now aged 25, had been promoted to Platoon Sergeant. He was in charge of the paratroopers aboard the American crewed C47 Dakota, who would jump into Germany. 

In the days just before the war ended, Harry was in a group of the first British troops to meet the Russians at the River Elbe, where east met west marking the beginning of the end of the Third Reich. 

He concluded his script with ~ 

"The 6th Airborne had lived up to their reputation as the best in the British Army."




Chaplain 4th Class, The Rev. George Edward Maule Parry … 


As mentioned in Harry's story, Padre Parry parachuted into Normandy with Harry during the early hours of D-Day. His task was to support the men of the 6th Airborne Division, as they undertook the vital task of capturing the bridges over the River Orne and the Caen Canal. Within 24 hours, he would be dead, having sacrificed his life in order to try and save the lives of his wounded comrades. An eye-witness account tells, that the enemy broke a British line and reached a medical aid post where Padre Parry was working ~

"Nazi troops who seemed to be in a completely frenzied condition and set upon the wounded shooting and bayoneting them. Padre Parry immediately went to the aid of the injured lying on the dressing station floor. He protested vehemently against the murder of the helpless paratroopers, when this was ignored by the enraged Germans, he is believed to have tried a physical intervention, by putting himself between the Nazis and the wounded troops. He was then charged by the enemy troops, then in the struggle that followed, bayonets or knives were used by the Nazis and Padre Parry was cut down. He fell beside the men he tried to save."


Newspaper clip from 29 June 1944


I went to visit the grave of Padre Parry, he is buried at Benouville Churchyard not far from Pegasus Bridge. There are 23 CWGC graves at this location, 19 from 6th June, one 7th June, two 9th June and one 10th June.


Chaplain 4th Class, The Rev. George Edward Maule Parry

Service Number: 173033

Royal Army Chaplains' Department

Died 6 June 1944, aged 29

Son of Allen James Parry, and of Muriel Constance St. John Parry, of Leytonstone, Essex.

 

ARE THEY NOT ALL MINISTERING SPIRITS. HEBREWS I.14

 

The other graves at Benouville Churchyard ...




Padre Parry's brother, Lieut. Peter Francis Maule Parry aged 22, was killed in North Africa on 26th November, 1941. He buried at Knightsbridge War Cemetery, Acroma, Libya ~ a CWGC cemetery where 3671 casualties buried or memorialized.