When I was in the north of France we went to the WWII museum in Normandy, near the beaches there, and there was this old couple there. He was one of the people who landed on the beach, he said he was like 19 at the time, and walked with me and my friend through the whole museum, explaining what he saw, what the different planes were and everything. It was the coolest. We went through the graveyard and he pointed out his friends' graves and stuff. I wish him well.