BEDFORD, Va. — The beauty of Bedford, Virginia, is breathtaking in its natural splendor, but unseen is a lingering sadness. Marguerite Cottrell recalled the painful moment a stranger appeared carrying terrible news nearly 75 years ago. “I remember the day we got the message,” Cottrell said.  “I knew something was wrong when this man delivered a letter.” “I said, ‘What was wrong?’ And she said, ‘Little Jack is gone,’” Cottrell said.  “I said, ‘Gone?’ She said, ‘Jesus got my little boy now.’” Marguerite Cottrell holds a portrait of her brother, Jack, one of the Bedford Boys who died in the D-Day invasion on June 6, 1944. Two years earlier, Cottrell’s older brother, Jack Reynolds, was ordered to Europe as World War II was raging. “Before he left, he came over and picked me up and said, ‘I want you to be a good little girl till I came home.’ That made my day,” Cottrell said. “He looked big and handsome to me,” Cottrell remembered. “I guess that was the first person I’d ever seen in uniform was my brother.” However, the soldiers would spearhead the invasion of Normandy on June 6, 1944. And in a matter of minutes Compan...