| A Review of: Juno: Canadians At D-Day June 6, 1944 by Nathan GreenfieldJuno: Canadians at D-Day, June 6, 1944, is obviously occasioned by
this year's sixtieth anniversary of that famous day. Ted Barris's
popular history avoids the genre's most common fault: the rounding
off of numbers so that general readers will not be bored by minutia.'
Canadian paratrooper Jan de Vries landed at 12:08 A.M., hours before
the bombardment began at 6:50; 30 of his unit landed on target, 110
didn't. Why is it important to know these facts and, additionally,
that the Allies put ashore 9,989 vehicles (not ten thousand)? Part
of the answer concerns Barris's own credibility; details equal
trust. Part of the answer is a matter of synechdoche, the rhetorical
term that means part for whole as in "all hands on deck."
No history can encompass a mammoth undertaking in its entirety;
thus the specifics of individual men's stories stand for many others
and the details stand for the enormity of organizational effort.
And enormous it was: simply recalibrating Canadian guns from inches
to millimetres and retraining Canadian gunners took seven weeks of
18 hour days; the landing tables stretched to 100 pages.
Barris begins the story of Canada's assault on Nazi-occupied Europe
with the disaster at Dieppe 2 years earlier, of which it is de
rigeur to write: "Any high school student would have known
that attacking a fortified port without heavy gun and bombing cover
was foolhardy at best, murder at worst." Though he records
mistakes, chief among them the raid continued after the flotilla
had been engaged by German ships, Barris avoids 20-20 hindsight
assessments, choosing instead to underline what was learned: Hurricane
fighters with fuel enough for only a few minutes of flight over
France simply would not do. Nor would the first generation of
infantry landing craft, which were both difficult to navigate and
offered little protection from machine gun fire.
Parts of Barris's picture of occupied Normandy are familiar. Rommel's
complaint that he had far fewer than the required 200 million mines
and that his troops-comprised of many fanatical Hitler Youth-were
less than first rate, are well documented. Less well known is what
life was like for the four years leading up to June 6, 1944. Under
German occupation, fishermen were forbidden from using their boats;
they were allowed to collect fish at low tide only. As the invasion
drew near, dykes were blown and fields flooded. Some so deeply
immersed that paratroopers drowned.
The heart of Juno Beach consists of the stories of those who stormed
the shore. On each beach men died quickly and painfully. On each,
incredible feats took place. There's the story of W.J. Klos, who,
though wounded before leaving his landing craft, made his way to a
pill box and then, unarmed, overpowered three Germans. His body was
found "with his hands still gripped around the throat of [the
third] dead German, whom he had strangled." Space limitations
prevent me from summarizing Barris's presentation of the roles of
both the RCAF and the RCN, the unsung heroes, many of whom were the
minesweepers of the 31st Canadian flotilla. Working in total darkness,
they cut the paths through which the Canadians, the British and the
Americans assaulted Nazi Germany.
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