Reflections on Liberation Day - 9/21/25
Old age is a bitch because it lets you remember the past not as painted by the media but as we experienced it. That’s not to say we were saints and all was great, but we remember the facts of the time as they were.
I grew up in Northern Italy in the 1950s. My family had a notable history in the Italian Resistance against the German occupation from 1943 to 1945. From a very young age, I learned the difference between Independence Day and Liberation Day. The first celebrates a separation from an unacceptable political structure. The latter celebrates the expulsion of a foreign occupying force.