Bernard Jordan was unable to get on any organised trips to the Normandy beaches, where the fallen were remembered by heads of state and veterans, so took off on his own instead.
He admitted to being "naughty" and "secretive" because he did not tell the nursing home what he was planning to do, but felt he had to go once he started to see TV coverage of the memorials.
Hiding his medals under his coat, Bernard snuck out of The Pines retirement home to once again make his way to the beeches of Normandy.
Determined to attend, he walked to Brighton railway station, boarded a train for Portsmouth Harbour and bought a one-way Brittany Ferries ticket to Caen, Normandy.
In the months before this year's anniversary, I had been trying to get on an official trip to Normandy and my care home staff were helping me, but I didn't have the necessary security passes. I thought that was that. Everyone had done their best for me. The staff at the care home had tried very hard to get me on an official trip.
He did not need to worry about security - despite lacking any accreditation whatsoever he strolled into the main arena, only 100 yards away from where the Queen would sit, alongside Barack Obama and Vladimir Putin, and took a seat.
However, he got fed up waiting for the dignitaries and so he made his own way back to a cafe nearby, where he had beer while waiting for the memorial services to start.