6 Juin 44, la Lumière de l'Aube

Ike wants to prevent Paris from becoming another battlefield. He would prefer to surround the capital to force the Germans to surrender and pick the city as if it were ripe fruit. Don eloquently credits the French who convince the Americans to come to the city to avoid a possible bloodbath and neutralize the rise of communist resistance in Paris. Ike allowed himself to be persuaded and Bradley agreed to dismiss the second D. Leclerc, who had distinguished himself at Falaise, so that he would be the first to enter Paris and receive the German surrender there. After intense fighting in the south of the capital, from the inner suburbs, the sky was already blue.

Women usually wear red, men wear white shirts and everyone wears a tricolor. To welcome the first Leclerc Boys at the gates of Paris. And now, in the city itself, the joy hopes to turn into drunkenness. That day, the June 18 man won his bet. The miracle has happened. Crushed and humiliated at 40 years old, France is already on the winning side. From then on, it was the venue for the historic Champs-Élysées procession that established its legend. But this is a very French story. Our business ends the next day, at the less glamorous Place de la Concorde.

At the head of a country whose political future remained uncertain, de Gaulle asked Eisenhower to consolidate his power over the French. The American readily accepts and General Bradley is not left out. But it's not just his modesty that holds him back. While he placed de Gaulle at the center, Eisenhower intended to parade in front of the Franco-American forces that would continue the fight against the Reich. Americans know that in the coming bipolar world after the war, they will need France at their side in Europe. Our story will be in color, based on original photographs, often in black and white.

But at the end of the day, color or black and white, what does it matter, each one will show us in their own way the fate of all these men from the landing. Often confused in the crowd. Who was I, lost among you, the man who now turns away. Whatever you are, forever, thank you.