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The Windmill and the Teenaged Nazi: It’s a World War

Joe is standing in front of the exhibit case displaying the Hitler Youth uniform. In his hands are the knife and a Luger. As he walks through the WWII exhibit space there is a voice-over:

I was getting somewhere on the knife angle - I’d found the uniform, and it sure wasn’t the short pants and necktie I’d been expecting. And I wasn’t expecting the neat little Luger either.  Guess this soldier was up to more than gymnastics.

But finding out half the story wasn’t enough  - I needed to make ground with the painting. Time to see Lockheart.

Joe heads over to see Lottie in the exhibit. Lottie glances over her shoulder at him then turns back to her computer screen. He joins her and images of various locations during the war are projected on the wall behind them.

So, what’s up with the landscape – figured out where it is yet? She said they didn’t call it a world war for nothing, quickly throwing up pictures of Algeria to Murmansk. Yeah, I said, I got the picture, but enough wisecracks, I need help, you in or you out?

She said to hold my horses, I was asking the wrong question, showing me where she’d enlarged the signature on the painting.

An enlarged image of the artist’s signature appears on the screen.

Cassidy eh? Sounded like a stand up name. And familiar too. She said it should be, that I’d been working right beside him last week.

Joe has a flashback to the exhibit case with Major Cassidy’s mess uniform on display.

Then it hit me, this guy was George Cassidy – A major in the Algonquin Regiment. Started out as a schoolteacher - and artist.  It’d been staring me right in the face.

Lottie changes the screen and they see an enlarged series of images related to the Invasion at Normandy.

So Cassidy painted the windmill, but what did that have to do with the knife?  Lockheart laid it out for me, saying the Algonquins pushed into Juno Beach at the end of July of ’44. I said, What? They missed all the big D-Day action?  I thought everyone was there.

She threw me that look, said the Algonquins were miles away on D-day – still training in England – D-day was just the beginning, there was still Caen and beyond, so when they  hit Juno beach, there was still plenty to do.

Lottie pulls some maps out of a storage box and spreads them out on top of the display case to view.

But there’s no windmills on Juno beach. She suggested tracking the Algonquins after they landed, saying that might show us the connection. So we grabbed a mittful of maps, trying to figure which one could help us out.

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