CAEN, France — The memories are 64 years old but retold with the clarity of yesterday: a young boy lowered by rope into a deep dark cave, watching the sky above shrink to a small and distant patch of blue.
That hole was home for a month for Gerard Mangnan, his family and dozens of others. And it likely saved their lives. While they huddled underground, Allied and Nazi troops above were waging one of the toughest battles of the D-Day invasion.

Now, generations later, the story of how caves and quarries became bomb shelters during the 1944 battle for the Normandy city of Caen is being brought alive by an amateur archeologist, his photographer colleague, and the memories of survivors like Mangnan.
Most remarkably, the cave enthusiasts — Laurent Dujardin and Damien Butaeye — have rediscovered quarries that had lain largely undisturbed since the war, mysterious and eerie worlds frozen in time.
A shoe. A rusty bike. A child’s colouring book. Jewelry. Cough mixture bottles. A box of Ridgways Finest Darjeeling Tea (“Grown at the altitude of 3,000 feet,” says the still visible lettering).
Souvenir hunters with metal detectors have long picked over Normandy’s battlegrounds, but underground, in these virtual time capsules, “You have the feeling that people were still there 24 hours beforehand and, most important, it has never been manipulated, picked up, moved,” historian Stephane Simonnet, of Caen’s war museum, said in an interview.
Butaeye and Dujardin guided Associated Press journalists through one cave where several hundred people sheltered. It sent shivers down the spine, and not just because of the cold and damp. In a site so well preserved it was easy to imagine the hacking coughs of people packed together, children wailing and old men groaning, the stink and discomfort, everyone wondering whether the relentless Allied bombing would bring down the caverns and bury them alive.
“They lived with the cold, with fear. Some were sick. There were a lot of respiratory diseases. So conditions were very difficult. There was the lack of food, the stress. Those who went outside to get food risked getting hurt or killed,” said 55-year-old Dujardin.
Caen, straddling the River Orne and garrisoned by German troops, was a key objective for the Allies’ attack on Adolf Hitler’s heavily defended western front.
At dawn on D-Day, June 6, 1944, the bombing and shelling began, and would last more than two months. Allied planes sometimes dropped leaflets before a raid, warning: “The vital objective near which you find yourself will be continuously attacked ... Leave now! You don’t have a minute to lose.”
British troops liberated one bank of the Orne on July 9; Canadians liberated the other on July 19. German forces counterattacked but were finally beaten back, and lobbed their last shells on the city centre on Aug. 10, said Simonnet.
In all, he said, 10,000 tonnes of Allied bombs fell. Three-quarters of the city was destroyed. Distinguished by big red crosses painted on sheets hung on their roofs, churches were largely spared but otherwise “virtually nothing was left,” he said. Some 2,000 of Caen’s inhabitants were killed.
But for many others, Caen’s quarries proved a lifeline. The city and its surroundings are riddled with caves from which Caen’s famous limestone was extracted for centuries, ferried up the Orne to build such faraway monuments as the Tower of London and Cologne Cathedral.
Roughly one-third of Caen’s 60,000 inhabitants took refuge in about a dozen quarries, the biggest sheltering 8,000 to 10,000 people, said Simonnet. Some stayed a few days, others longer. Some emerged at day and sheltered at night. Mangnan, then age seven, stayed underground for weeks without coming up.
The cave that the AP toured burrowed dozens of metres into a hill and its entrance, behind a house, was barely shoulder-wide — a narrow slippery crack in the rock that led down to larger caverns.
There, refugees slept on mattresses, straw or piles of wood shavings. Families marked out their space by piling stones into little walls. They are still visible.
Mangnan said 50 people huddled in his cave. A pot served as a common toilet. A woman in labour was hauled to the surface to give birth in a nunnery.
Canadian troops once visited. “They brought us chewing gum, biscuits in square tins and tobacco in round tins for the men,” said Mangnan, now 71.
He whiled away time playing or doing chores, like collecting water or peeling vegetables. “We knew it was daytime because of the blue square” of light at the mouth of the hole leading down to their cave, he said.
His elder brother Roger, then 18, was killed falling down the hole on June 23, 1944, he said. Venturing outside, the brother had stolen some machine-gun ammunition from the Germans. They chased him back, shooting. He leaped for the rope but let go as he slid down.
Finally, in July, they deemed it safe to climb out. Mangnan described the long scramble upward by ladder as “the fright of my life.” “My mother said, ’don’t look around, climb, climb, climb,”’ he recalled.
They emerged to scenes of devastation, of hedgerows torn up and walls caved in. Mangnan, his old memories tinged with almost boyish wonder, recalled seeing open boxes of artillery shells, jeeps and lorries rushing about, a Canadian field hospital, the burned shell of a German ammunition truck.
And his family home, its roof caved in.
In the postwar rebuilding of buildings and lives, the weeks underground tended to be pushed into Caen’s collective subconscious, Simonnet explained. Survivors preferred not to relive their wretched experiences, and historians concentrated on the battles and the soldiers who fought them, less on the civilians’ plight.
“People spoke about the landings and the liberators, but we haven’t spoken until now of this daily life, living a little like hidden rats, in the humidity and dark, with death, pestilence and lice,” he said.
“People brought their beds, their bikes, their mattresses, small pieces of wooden furniture ... There were births, deaths, underground hospitals, kitchens, a real subterranean life that had been a bit underestimated until now.”
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On the Net:
Slideshow on Caen museum site:
http://www.memorial-caen.fr/portail/index.php?option