D-Day 6 June 1944.
And no one remembered it!
I remember it. I was almost 7 years old! Had an Uncle who was there, though he didn't go ashore until D-Day plus 2---light field artillery, and not needed 'till the Beach was secured. Dad and all other uncles were in the military, most in combat positions. Dad flew 32 missions in the "Friendly Skies of Germany" as crew chief/waist gunner in a B-24 Liberator.