I just thought I would post this up, as I sit in reflection of my Dad and his journey and contribution to our life today, in the Second World War, and, to our good friend Art Hughs.
Rest In Peace.
Remembrance Day
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bertvorgon
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Keith Law
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1973 2 Door Slalom/hill climb/road race / canyon carver /Giant Killer 510
1971 Vintage 13' BOLER trailer
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Re: Remembrance Day
I remembered at home this year as the Cormorant thundered over the house on way to/from towns near the Comox base.
Like Keith I grew up in the '50s and the war was barely 10 years over. All my friends at school had dads that 'fought the Germans' so I asked one night. My dad would have been nineteen in '39 back in England and so he applied to join the forces. Occupation they asked? Farmer said my dad. Son, you go back to the farm they said. I was terribly disappointed. It wasn't till decades later it was clear that everything in Britain had to get there by sea and so farming for food was important. Nightly he served in the Home Guard and daily watched the Battle Of Britain... from a tractor. My grandmother tells of a bomber plane crashing onto a field near her home. My mother had dozens of stories of working as a nurse in London during the blitz. Kicking incendiary devices from the hospital roof, the black out wardens, rations, doodle bugs and how you were safe as long as you could hear them. I didn't get to know many of my relatives and hear of those who never returned. But I think of them and wonder.
Like Keith I grew up in the '50s and the war was barely 10 years over. All my friends at school had dads that 'fought the Germans' so I asked one night. My dad would have been nineteen in '39 back in England and so he applied to join the forces. Occupation they asked? Farmer said my dad. Son, you go back to the farm they said. I was terribly disappointed. It wasn't till decades later it was clear that everything in Britain had to get there by sea and so farming for food was important. Nightly he served in the Home Guard and daily watched the Battle Of Britain... from a tractor. My grandmother tells of a bomber plane crashing onto a field near her home. My mother had dozens of stories of working as a nurse in London during the blitz. Kicking incendiary devices from the hospital roof, the black out wardens, rations, doodle bugs and how you were safe as long as you could hear them. I didn't get to know many of my relatives and hear of those who never returned. But I think of them and wonder.
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