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Normandy

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Matthew Sawasy
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Matthew Sawasy
Always busy. Never bored.
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From the beginning of my travel, one of the biggest things I hoped to accomplish, was to find the resting place of my Great Grandfather.  I knew he died in Normandy, France in World War One.

I figured a good place to start my was in the middle of Normandy. Doing no research beforehand, I picked Caen.

Caen is a beautiful place.

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Caen church
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Caen cheese street

I spend a few weeks there doing research and visiting historical sites and cities near by.

Bayeux, one of the cities near Caen, was unbelievable. It’s a little town with canals running through parts of it. Picturesque!

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Having seen many World War Two movies and studying Canada’s contributions on the subject, I had to visit Juno Beach.

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As part of the research, I was discussing my findings with family. After a conversation, I found he died in the Battle of Amiens.  This gave me a date to go along with his full name.  With those two bits of information, I found his resting place through an online grave index.  Amazingly, his record had the address he lived at in Vancouver.  I cross referenced this with marriage records of my Grandaunt, which had that same address. 100% this was my Great Grandfather.  He is buried in a small town outside of Amiens.

And I was off to Amiens….By way of Prague, Krakow, Dublin and Kyiv.  I’ll skip those for now, however.

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I spent a week in Amiens, wandering around and taking in this beautiful place.

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I also took a couple side trips.  One was to see Vimy Ridge Memorial

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Unexploded ordinance across the street from Vimy!

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A bicycling detour had me happen across an old WW2 firing position in a field.

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I did a day trip to Lens and Battle of Hill 70 memorial site.

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On the train to Lens, I had a transfer in Arras.  I took the time to explore the city and stumbled across a Summer sausage festival.  The Feast of Andouillette.

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Of course, I did all of this exploration after visiting a little town called Rosières where my Great Grandfather rests.

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Rosiere church
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Great grand father

Rest in Peace.