Mike and I walked on Omaha Beach on Tuesday Morning. It felt much like the walk through the American Cemetery, something very meaningful, something very spiritual. The sea wall is different, the stone shingles are covered by 70 years of sand, but you can really see what it was like on D Day. The bluffs and exit points and some gun emplacements are still there. How did those men on Dog Green get off that beach facing all that fire directed at them?