Thanks for posting this Bob.

What an elegant Bronze.

Paul.

Seeing Paul's posting of his visit to the Omaha beach national cemetery, it reminded me of a visit to the States in 2010 when I came across a roadside sign saying ' National D-Day memorial' next turning. As I had been driving for quite a while and felt like it was in the middle of no-where I turned off for a break...........................after a dozen or so thoughts of I've come this far and it can't be much farther , I finally arrived 38 miles later.
And glad I did, great welcome center , impressive grounds full of stunning memorials and statues.



It surprises many visitors to find the D-Day Memorial in Bedford—but there is a compelling reason.

Bedford lost more citizens (per capita) in the Normandy invasion, than any other American community. Nineteen soldiers from Bedford, whose population in 1944 was about 3,200, were killed on D-Day, and three others died later in the Normandy campaign. The 88-acre memorial sees about 55,000 visitors a year; the June 6 anniversary of D-Day is of course a solemn and profoundly meaningful time to visit.

Ken

Wonderful pics Ken.
I have never heard of this, nor would I ever have known of it.
this was exactly the original premise.
So impressive..
thanks so much for posting mate

Paul.

That is just down the road from where Mrs Helm was born and raised Ken
Steve

So...what's the opposite of a GI bride then buddy?
G10 Hubby?

Lovely place and stunning memorials.
Paul.

Yes, you stumbled on a little known fantastic place. They have a ceremony and a little parade on every anniversary. I think every country has these hidden tributes because of the local involvement in some engagement.
So your wife was raised a Southern gal from Ol' Virginny?

Bob

Yup spits baccy and says yall
Steve

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Boer War Memorial, Belfast City Hall.
The first four photos are mine from a recent trip but they're not that great so I've added two which I found online later as better reference for any figure modelling etc.






Cheers
Mat

Lovely Mat, great pics and what a model that will make.

Thanks for posting.

Paul.

Bomber Command Memorial, International Bomber Command Centre, Lincoln, U.K. Pays tribute all those that died in RAF Bomber Command throughout WW2.

Nothing figurative here but an incredible and poignant site. The spire is 102ft tall, the same as the wingspan of a Lancaster bomber. It has a direct view of Lincoln Cathedral, the main navigation landmark for bomber crews returning home from operations in Europe. The steel panels list all 58,000 names of those that died. It's a scandal that until very recently members of Bomber Command had not been rewarded with any medal or memorial that acknowledged officially the part they played.

The memorial and a visitor centre is currently under development until the end of 2017 but I was lucky enough to take these images yesterday during a site inspection for work.









Finding my namesake (who would have easily been under half my age - 21 was the average) really brought home the sense of debt owed and how lucky my generation has been not to have to do the same.

Cheers
Mat

Great post Mat.

Thanks for taking the time.

Hope you enjoy the work you are undertaking for them.

Paul.

This time I went up to the high mountain to a symbol of the anti-fascist resistance of my Valley
Location Bagnau in the town of Angrogna

Stone in memory of Jacopo Lombardini https://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jacopo_Lombardini and the fallen partisans who lived in this place.

There were about 40 young people who took refuge in the mountains to begin what was the liberation war after 8 September 1943, the area was heavily bombed and now survives a house restored by the Valdese Church and used for international meetings with topics of peace https://www.facebook.com/Cá-dla-Pais-820575271402848/

"... We are all gathered in the kitchen which is our living room and our meeting room.
The doctor who has been clinically forgotten and sick to become the official chef of the team can prepare dishes that the frequenters of the 'restaurants' would envy us ...

Gianni sings a piece of work as she cuddles around the stove that stops smoking.

Paoluccio, our head, brown, muscular, energetic face that reminds Danton's mind, is about a rifle rifle with Renato's help;

Robertino, a philosophical student, tries in vain to attach a button to the links and differences between Hobbes and Locke;

Fredino, who has finished this year's high school, laughs ...

Piero, an agrarian student, is in a corner reading a novel,

Dino, tall, powerful, is out with Michel ...

And then there is Attilio ...

... and there is Bruno, an 18-year-old boy, very good at skiing, the use of which will have to teach those few Philistines, among which I am, who ignore it and that we must learn how to handle them if we want to go out When snow will cover everything.

And so, here is the Banda del Bagnau ...

... And the topics do not lack: literature, philosophy, weapons, mountain war, history, politics ...
... We are the Bagnau rebels:
The brothers of those of the other bands scattered on these Angrogna mountains
And the Val Pellice ... "

(From the diary of J. Lombardini)

Giorgio

Jai you have made the telling of a story of young people very emotive, sincere thanks for sharing this.

Paul

Passed to me by Red Tom who was too darned lazy to post it himself

The war memorial at Inverurie in Scotland.

Thanks Tom.



It speaks for itself doesn't it?

Paul

Paul.
RT hasn't been on the course and was to embarrassed to admit it.
He knew he could rely on you.
c u Sat
Mick

You could be right.
his first pc was by Trevithick, came with indstruction book shovel and a bag of smokeless anthracite.
he was upgraded, the pc wasn't.
. See you Saturday chum.

P

Rhodes, Greece.
Translation kindly provided by Oda. Not sure why the third photo has downloaded sideways, I was stood upright when I took it.

Eustathios (Eustace) Georgiou:Volunteer sergeant, in charge of the leading 25 lb gun of the 5th battery,3d troop,1st regiment during the Greek charge at the battle of El Alamein on November 4th 1942.On the expense of the municipality of Rhodes,the Greek armed forces and his co-soldiers 1976.With a gushing shrapnel wound on his left shoulder and crying long live Hellas (Greece) he never left the battlefield,firing continuously against the conquerors of his native soil.Kind,Noble,Brave and a true gift for the island of Rhodes this hero,fate commanded that another shell would reap the flower of his life.

Thanks for posting that Roger.
humbling to read.
I bet a diorama is now in your mind !

P