An 83-year-old British gentleman arrived in Paris by plane. As he rummaged through his bag for his passport, a stern French immigration officer impatiently asked if he had visited France before. He nodded and confirmed that he had.
With a hint of sarcasm, she remarked, “Then you should know to have your passport ready, sir.”
The elderly man calmly replied, “I didn’t have to show it last time.”
“Impossible!” the woman scoffed. “The British have always needed a passport to enter France.”
Leaning in slightly, the gentleman whispered, “Well, when I landed on the beach on D-Day in 1944, I couldn’t find any Frenchmen to show it to.”
Wear your poppy with pride.