The Corridor Of Death: The Ruthless Fighting Of The Falaise Pocket | War Story

80 years still hasn’t diminished these men’s glory.

Let us never forget.

This was a very moving and powerful story. Very brave men and so young.

My uncle was an artillery officer with the Canadian army, and was in England from 1940 to D-Day; he was at Falaise. He opened up his copy of the regimental history one November 11 when I happened to be visiting- around 1982. He mentioned that the day they were bombed by the British and American air forces was the worst day of the war. "We were in a quarry, and most of the guys were able to get into the tunnels when the bombing started. We lost more that day than any other day in the whole war. But I never could understand how the pilots didn't notice that all the guns were pointed south." He talked about his experiences for a few hours. The next day his wife, my aunt told me- "he's never spoken about the war before."

Honor for all of our Canadian cousins!

Floyd H Durrell was with the royal Regina rifles there RIP Dad

Really fascinating to see German perspectives on this operation. Very rare to see that. Gives you more to think about regarding the psychologies of soldiers on each side.

Love the videos that keep getting produced from this channel

I had always highly respected and honoured my father for what he and his comrades in the allied forces had achieved on D-Day - my Dad landed on the first day of the invasion on Juno Beach with a Royal Air Force Forward Air Control unit attached to the Canadian forces - but in my later years, after reading more about the Normandy campaign as a whole, it astounds me that he not only survived the campaign, but came out of it unwounded. I say that because his FAC unit was always at the front line providing close air support for the army - although in Normandy everywhere was the front line, the enclosed allied forces suffering continuous German artillery barrages and occasional Luftwaffe air attacks. One of the most horrendous parts of the campaign in his mind however, he told me once, was what he experienced and saw at the Falaise Gap. It was this experience and many others he went through until the end of the war that must have caused the PTSD he terribly suffered from his whole life afterwards. My father passed away in 2012, aged 87, and I hope that he now has found the eternal peace that he deserved. RIP Dearest Dad, in eternal love. ❤❤❤

Canadian ballz! Thank you from your southern cousin.

Such brave men. I’m sure their grand children are so grateful to have them as I was my brave WWII vet grand father.

Visit the excellent museum at Mt Ormel. The Poles were cut off with the Germans attacking from outside the pocket as well as trying to break out.

German soldiers: "Brits to the left of me, Canadians to the right, here I am, stuck in the middle with you...."

Amazing documentary. One of the best I have ever seen.

Lest We Forget

There's no way to truly understand it unless you exerience it. I'll always respect all vets .

My uncle was at Bastogne, when he got back home after the war he married his sweetheart, anyway he came home from work one day, his wife stopped him at the front door where a big spider had made a web, my aunt said kill it, my uncle sonny got some welding gloves and moved spider and web to back yard, he couldn't,t kill anymore,. True story

I always admire and honour Canadian soldiers. My grandmother's only brother emigrated to Canada in 1912, he joined up in 1914 and came back with the Canadian Army and was lost on the Somme with no known grave. God bless all Canadian Great War veterans and all World War Two veterans.

Powerful documentary!

Keep looking for Art Boon, my Sgt in the Perths then Warrant in 3 RCR from '61 to '71. He manned a 50 cal on top of a tank; somehow he got in at age 15 in '39. On D-day his tank had trouble reaching shore because of the dead and wounded infantry. He finally was wounded after most of the action in Holland. Sad for all the young Allied and German boys.Jees their wearing the same wool battledress we wore in the 60's. Don't know how they managed it was so hot and then heavy when wet. 🇨🇦