It was nice to read Amy Calder’s column on D-Day (”A D-Day landing at Utah Beach,” June 4). We don’t hear much about it anymore, but it certainly was a day to remember, a very important time in history.

My husband was there on June 6, 1944, on Utah Beach. He was attached to the UDT 18, underwater demolition team. He was a frogman, as they were called then. Now they are called SEALs. His job was to go ahead and clear the beach of obstacles. He told many stories of his experience.

So many brave men lost their lives. Let us never forget.

Kitty Gee

Chesterville