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A Return to Loveliness



Love Letters

After my parent’s death, my siblings and I went through the things stored in my parent’s attic. In an old black military trunk alongside my Dad’s Navy uniform were bundles of letters tied with ribbon. During the several months my Dad was out to sea my parents would keep in touch through letters.


When I saw these letters, to me they seemed sacred. These were private thoughts and wishes shared between two lovers.


Someday, I am sure we’ll get together to read these letters. 
But, for a while, we’ll hold them dear.


For Centuries, correspondence bearing a familiar handwriting and perhaps perfumed with a signature fragrance were anticipated sending the receiver to a private corner to take in the words from the heart of another.


One of my favorite books is a compilation of love letters from Stonewall Jackson to his wife Anna. 'Beloved Bride', shows the tender side to a man known for his ‘iron will and stern self discipline’. Stonewall Jackson was a man of deep abiding faith in God and maintained tremendous integrity.


Despite being in the deep throes of war, Stonewall Jackson made time to write long, tender letters of his love and devotion to his wife, Anna.


This would be a lovely tea time read and a wonderful book to share with sons as an example of a strong, Christian husband.


I too have kept all the cards and letters my husband has given me over the years. They’re stored in boxes and tins in my wardrobe. Perhaps someday, my children will go through these letters and see the deep abiding faith in my husband and be comforted by the deep love we share for one another.

'43-2001


'39-1997

To Mom and Dad – I miss you very much.
To my Dearest, I thank God for you and love you deeply.





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Old Soldier And Still Soldiering On!

My Young Dad
&
Rememberance Sunday
We must never forget these brave young men
~~~
Never Have So Many Owed So Much To So FewWinston Churchill~~~
Dad volunteered at the age of 17 to go to War

At the time he was working for Shellmex & BP in London

He was in the 52nd Army Anti Tank Regiment from 1939 they was attached to the 5th army division

In 1939 he went across to France and was evacuated in 1940 at Dunkirk
~~~
This was just the start of things to come


Dad with a few of his with his friends
~~~
They looked out for each other during the 6 years that they were together
A lot of what they saw is not talked about
But one story has always stayed with me
One of his closest friends went through 6 years of hell fighting on the front line
On the day that war was declared over they all rejoyced
His friend jumped from the back of the truck they were travelling in
His gun went off as it hit the ground and he shot himself dead - a tragic accident
Dad had seen his friend die on the very day he should have been going
'Home'

Dad was asked to go to the family of his friend and return the only valuable item he possessed
His wedding ring
He travelled across many countries and to the family of his dear mate, told them the very sad news
They wanted him to keep the ring
He still has it to this day
~~~
They came home grown men and not the young innocent men who left their loved ones behind to go and fight for the freedom of others
But also
We must never forget the women of this beautiful England
They kept this country going while their men went to war
~~~
Mum was just one of many young women who brought up their young babies with little food and no money
They worked on the land and in the factories
They supported the war effort
~~~
When Dad returned he went to find the young girl he had not seen for such a long time and found a beautiful woman and daughter working in the hop fields
Mum knew that he was a different man from the one who went and fought with such courage
They would start over and make a new life together with their young daughter
Jacqueline, my sister was frightened of this new man who just appeared from nowhere!
Slowly they would grow to love one another
~~~
My Dad went through so much during the war but has never ever complained

When he returned home he was grateful for the very little that they had
Together and along with with many others they rebuilt their lives and this country
~~~
They have both given
So Much and taken So Little
~~~~~
Dad has worked all his life
He is 87 years old
And he still pays his Taxes
~~~
This government should feel ashamed of that fact
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