Veteran marked by “D-Day”

veteran-lorenzo-tremblay-93-ans(Sept-Iles) From its 18 years, Lorenzo Tremblay joined unaware that he was, three years later, surviving one of the greatest battles in history by landing as 14,000 others Canadians in Normandy. In 93 years, the veteran remembers the “big day” as if it were yesterday.

More than 70 years later, the years have not erased the memories of Lorenzo Tremblay, who walked the banks of Bernieres-sur-Mer, June 6, 1944. “We boarded the boat at 5:15, Southampton [England ], to land in Normandy to 7 am, “recalls the man, maintenance barely begun.

Sitting in his room in a retirement home in Sept-Iles, Lorenzo Tremblay brought together some old photos and newspaper clippings chronicling its history, received honors. Memories of that day? “A package, he says. There would not be enough for your journal to tell them. ”

“We took Bernieres [sur-Mer] and in the evening we had sex in the back,” he says. “It’s long, war, you do not advance all the time.” Mr. Tremblay, sergeant in charge of a platoon of Bren-Carrier [door-gunner] at the time, stayed at the front for 11 long months . “I was responsible for my platoon to victory,” is he recalls.

But the battle has not been easy. The veteran remembers a day at Carpiquet, in France, where a shell hit his trench. “I got buried, it was bombed. Carpiquet, it’s been difficult. “Mr. Tremblay has not forgotten the arrival at the border of Germany,” the line “as it is still called.

“There was barbed son and bombs everywhere […] We had to dig them up and put them out of reach. I took quantities, “he argues. Another sergeant had stepped on a mine and lost his legs. “He is not dead, but I found myself with a platoon of 64 guys from that time.”

Lorenzo Tremblay thanked heaven “to be out of there” alive, unscathed. “The end of the war? Oh, Lord, I remember, I went back home. “He ascended, along with thousands of other soldiers, aboard the Queen Mary to reach New York, then the train to Quebec City and Lévis, where it was used for the Régiment de la Chaudière.

He returned to Rivière-du-Loup and tighten find his wife for the first time in her arms her only son, born while he was in front. “It’s a treasure, your first child,” he says, the stars in your eyes. The mining boom of the 50 draws in Sept-Îles, where he worked for the company until retirement IOC.

The medals, “the museum”

Even today, not a day goes by that Mr. Tremblay speaks of his years in the army, gave us a hand. “I want to bury me with my blazer,” he says, showing his green jacket decorated. “But not with medals. That it will go to the museum. ”

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