Juno Beach was the Allied code name for a 10-kilometre stretch of French coastline assaulted by Canadian soldiers on D-Day, 6 June 1944, during the Second World War.
The Canadian army’s 3rd Infantry Division and 2nd Armoured Brigade seized the beach and its seaside villages while under intense fire from German defenders — an extraordinary example of military skill, reinforced by countless acts of personal courage.
On 6 June 1944, after months of careful planning, Allied forces under the command of United States General Dwight Eisenhower launched Operation Overlord, the invasion of western Europe, which had suffered under Nazi occupation for four years. Allied armies were already fighting their way through Italy, and it was hoped that a new, western European front would ease pressure on the Soviet Union in the east — fighting Hitler's armies in Russia — and hasten the defeat of Germany.
The assault on Normandy, along a 100-kilometre stretch of French coastline across the English Channel from Great Britain, was the largest seaborne invasion in history. On D-Day, the campaign's opening day, a vast naval armada, supported by squadrons of aircraft, bombarded German defences along the Normandy coastline before delivering 156,000 American, British and Canadian troops onto five beaches codenamed Utah, Omaha, Gold, Juno and Sword. Among this invasion force were three divisions of paratroopers dropped behind enemy lines. On the beaches, the soldiers' task was to storm enemy-held territory and push inland, securing a coastal bridgehead from which the Allies could pour in reinforcements to begin the liberation of France.
Canada played a critical role on D-Day. Royal Canadian Air Force squadrons patrolled the skies and attacked enemy targets onshore, while 10,000 sailors onboard 110 ships of the Royal Canadian Navy supported the invasion. It fell to more than 14,000 volunteer soldiers from across Canada, under Major-General Rod Keller, commander of the 3rd Canadian Infantry Division, to storm Juno Beach.
Assault on Juno
Desmond Piers, a 30-year-old naval captain, watched the invasion unfold from the bridge of his destroyer, HMCS Algonquin. "It was a murky morning," he remembered. "Before dawn we could hear aircraft from Britain carrying paratroopers across the Channel. Then daylight came, and the sky was filled with bombers and fighters, and there before us was France, with all these landing craft streaming towards it. It was just amazing."
On one of the landing craft was Lockie Fulton, a farmer's son from Birtle, Manitoba, who commanded a company of The Royal Winnipeg Rifles. His men were among the first wave of Canadians to assault the western end of Juno, in front of the heavily-defended town of Courseulles-sur-Mer. The English Channel "was terribly rough," he said. "A lot of the fellas were seasick. As we got closer, small-arms fire began hitting the front of our craft. Then we hit bottom, the ramp went down, and I jumped into the water up to my waist, loaded with well over 45 kilograms of equipment.
"We had to go at least 50 yards before we got out of the sea. It wasn't a pleasant experience, but we simply struggled through it. You'd see a guy fall next to you. You couldn't help him, but you'd try to drag him along anyway. It was something to see those bullets skipping at you like stones across the water. I thought if I jumped high enough, I might not get hit."
Fulton lost 15 men in his company's dash up the beach. The two other infantry regiments on the western end of Juno — the Canadian Scottish and the Regina Rifles — also lost men to the mines in the sand, and to the bullets and mortars fired by Germans from concrete bunkers overlooking the sea, defences left largely intact despite the pre-invasion air and naval bombardment. The infantry had also expected support from amphibious Duplex Drive tanks — equipped with inflatable skirts and propellers — designed to "swim" off the landing craft and ahead of the infantry, firing as they drove up onto the beaches. But at Courseulles and elsewhere, many of the DD tanks were launched behind the infantry and offered little support, or were swamped by the waves and sank, sometimes with their crews inside.
Wrote the war-diarist of The Royal Winnipeg Rifles, in only a slight exaggeration: "The bombardment having failed to kill a single German or silence one weapon, these companies had to storm their position 'cold' and did so without hesitation."
Further east along Juno it fell to the Queen's Own Rifles, a Toronto infantry regiment, to come ashore and capture the village of Bernières-sur-Mer, from where Germans in concrete machine gun and mortar bunkers were firing behind a brick seawall. "Move! Fast! Don't stop for anything," barked Sergeant-Major Charlie Martin to his men as they left their landing craft and entered the firestorm. Rolf Jackson was the 11th person down the ramp of his craft. Eight of the men who went before him died during their charge to the seawall, while he himself was struck by a bullet in the hand, and then by a piece of shrapnel in his shoulder.
Once again the DD tanks were behind the assaulting infantry, so destroying the enemy required infantry soldiers, having survived their harrowing race across the beach, to storm machine gun nests using grenades, rifles, bayonets and raw courage. After more than an hour of hard combat, the Queen's Own Rifles, backed by a second wave of troops from Quebec's Régiment de la Chaudière, were moving past the seawall into the streets of the village. More than 60 Canadians were killed and dozens more wounded in the assault on the Bernières-sur-Mer seawall, the costliest single battle on Juno Beach.
See also La Maison des Canadiens.
At the eastern end of Juno, The North Shore (New Brunswick) Regiment stormed the sands below the village of St. Aubin-sur-Mer. "I could hear the bullets hissing and landing near our assault boat as we sailed close to the shore," remembered Fred Moar, a then-21-year-old platoon commander from Chatham, New Brunswick. When the door on his landing craft swung open, Moar and his men made the dash of their lives.
"Running as fast as we could across a sandy beach — mortars falling, bullets and shells exploding, smoke everywhere — somehow through this rain of death, I reached the seawall," he said. "I lost several men before we reached it."
Moar and the survivors of his platoon gathered their nerves below the seawall, then found a hole that had been blasted through the rampart, and moved cautiously off the beach into the streets of St. Aubin. They and other men of The North Shore Regiment, assisted by a British commando unit, spent the day methodically clearing the village, and later, capturing German gun positions in the countryside behind the town.
At one point Moar's platoon was approached by an old woman, who asked the soldiers how long they planned to stay. "Forever," they replied.
“Je Suis Canadien”
As D-Day wore on and the enemy's coastal defences were destroyed, Juno Beach was transformed from a killing ground into a chaotic traffic jam, with waves of troops, supplies, trucks and tanks streaming ashore from landing craft in the Channel. Among all the traffic were groups of German prisoners and wounded Canadians waiting transport back to England.
Meanwhile Canadian forces pushed cautiously inland, assaulting enemy positions, rounding up prisoners, attacking German radar stations, and digging-in for anticipated counter-attacks that night and the following day. Although none of the Allied forces achieved all their D-Day objectives, the Canadians managed to push farther inland than Allied troops on any of the other beaches.
Frenchman Jean Houel emerged at day's end from the bomb shelter beneath the ruins of his home at Courseulles-sur-Mer to welcome his liberators to Normandy. "Here they are, the [English] Tommies," he cheered, upon seeing the soldiers in their distinctive, British-styled helmets. Houel remembered one soldier proudly correcting him in French: "Je suis Canadien."
Three hundred fifty-nine Canadians were killed on D-Day, out of 1,074 Canadian casualties. The dead, along with scores of other Canadians killed in the fighting during the weeks that followed, are buried today in the serene and beautiful Canadian War Cemetery at Bény-sur-Mer, just behind Juno Beach. This, and numerous other memorials throughout Courseulles, Bernières and St. Aubin-sur-Mer, commemorate Canada's sacrifice on D-Day. A private museum, the Juno Beach Centre, overlooking the beach at Courseulles, also tells the story of Canada's role in the invasion of Normandy.
Every year on 6 June, the people of the villages along Juno Beach also pay tribute to the men who fought and died there. They parade through streets festooned with maple leaf flags, and hold services and vigils along parts of the seawall, in memory of their Canadian liberators.
C.P. Stacey, Official History of the Canadian Army in the Second World War, Volume III, The Victory Campaign: Operations in North-West Europe 1944-1945 (1960). Terry Copp, Fields of Fire, The Canadians in Normandy (2003). Ted Barris, Juno: Canadians at D-Day June 6, 1944 (2004).