An old Canadian honorable man of 83 showed up in Paris via plane.
At the French traditions work area, the man required a couple of moments to find his visa in his portable suitcase.
“You have been to France previously, monsieur?” the traditions official asked, mockingly.
The old courteous fellow conceded he had been to France beforehand.
“Then you ought to know to the point of having your identification prepared.”
The Canadian said, “The last time I was here, I didn’t need to show it.”
“Unthinkable, Canadians generally need to show your travel papers on appearance in France!”
The Canadian senior gave the Frenchman a long hard look, then, at that point, he unobtrusively made sense of,
“All things considered, when I came aground at Juno Ocean side on D Day in 1944 to assist with freeing this country, I was unable to track down any Frenchmen to show it to.”