Tracing my father’s war story

On this Armistice Day, Ryle Dwyer shares his journey to find the grave of his father who was killed in WWII

THIS year’s Armistice Day has particular implications for me. My father was killed while serving with the US Army during the Second World War, but I grew up not knowing where.

His last letter — mailed on the morning he was killed — was written “from somewhere in Luxembourg”. In it, he mentioned that they would be moving into another country in the next 48 hours, but I was never sure that he actually made it into Germany, because he was buried in Luxembourg.