May
01

Piping (as in bagpiping) for the soldiers

Author // Christopher Bosca
Posted in // Bosca Family, Travel

Travel is an experience that the Bosca family values highly.  To be able to see and experience other cultures and understand how that often ties back to things in our own daily lives is a privilege and a luxury.
On a recent Spring break adventure to Normandy, France, we had the pleasure of getting a 5 day history lesson from our 12 year old son Nicholas. WWII is his passion and his grandfather, Mario Bosca second generation Bosca Accessories owner, served in the Pacific in the United States Navy.  This was a dream trip for Nicholas and he was in charge of the agenda while there.

Everywhere we went, each and every battle zone or memorial or beach, was accompanied by facts of the area as well as a perspective from our 12 year old’s eyes. We were able to learn about history and weapons and dates of certain battles.  At one display of weapons at the Atlantic Wall museum, Nicholas named perfectly all 25 guns in under 1 minute….really, we have it on video! There are pages and pages of things to tell about this trip, but I will stick to one very special day.

We arrived at the American Cemetery at Omaha Beach and were awestruck by the hundreds and hundreds of exquisite white crosses and the gigantic American flag waving in the crisp air.  We were blessed with an extraordinary day with sunshine and blue sky.  Seeing those white crosses against the azure sky gave me a feeling of being very small in a large world.  A strange, well not strange, but a new feeling came over me.  It was one of immense pride.  I have always admired our US service men and women, but being in that cemetery was the closest I have ever felt to what national pride really is for me.

We arrived at the American Cemetery at Omaha Beach and were awestruck by the hundreds and hundreds of exquisite white crosses and the gigantic American flag waving in the crisp air.  We were blessed with an extraordinary day with sunshine and blue sky.  Seeing those white crosses against the azure sky gave me a feeling of being very small in a large world.  A strange, well not strange, but a new feeling came over me.  It was one of immense pride.  I have always admired our US service men and women, but being in that cemetery was the closest I have ever felt to what national pride really is for me.
Nicholas had dreamed of honoring our soldiers in that Cemetery for a long time so he had packed up his bagpipes, kilt, and the rest of his stuff and brought it on our trip.  After receiving permission, Nicholas chose a spot in the cemetery and dressed in full regalia, played the most beautiful version of Amazing Grace bringing tears to the eyes of more people than just his mom and dad. Playing his bagpipes in that cemetery was the best way that he could show his admiration and gratitude.  For Chris and me, it was a moment in time that we will treasure and keep in our pockets forever.

Note from Christopher:
My father Mario spoke very little about his experience in the US Navy, and for some reason I did not ask about it.  I am proud to see that Nicholas comprehends the importance of these historical events, and the contributions that so many veterans have made to preserve our freedoms.

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