Have you ever been to the museums down at the Pier Head? The maritime or Liverpool? My son done his work experience at a Western Approaches, when it was open.Both my grandfathers died age 57 as a result of time spent in the trenches. One had TB I was just a tot when he died. The other had lung disease after being gassed. He died before I was born. They, according to my parents, believed they were the lucky ones. I never knew them really.
My father ran away from home aged 13 to go to sea. He got work on a boat going from Liverpool to Ireland. He told his pal to let his Dad know he would be home in a week. Grandpa was waiting on the quayside for him and ordered him back to school promising if he still wanted to go to sea he would allow him to after he finished education.
WW 2 saw him get his wish. Volunteered for Royal Navy. Still only a teenager when he worked as a stoker. Torpedoed and survived 3 times. Saved lives, sadly tried to save others but couldn't. Never spoke of it. His brother told me of his heroic actions. Suffered with the mental torment all of his life. Had shrapnel wounds too. I remember a small piece coming to the surface of the skin on his arm.
Later after the war was on minesweeper around Norway. They had German prisoners of war to assist. All my father told me was that other British lads treated them with contempt, but he said 'They are just like me, some mothers' sons doing their patriotic duty'. The Germans made him a wood carved plaque with a viking ship to thank him for his kindness. I treasure it.
He never wanted to leave UK after the war, not even for a holiday.
He died 4 years ago, had dementia for over 20 years, but never lost his compassion for others.
Great thread @nosher8355 I am having a little weep at the posts on here.
Have you ever been to the museums down at the Pier Head? The maritime or Liverpool? My son done his work experience at a Western Approaches, when it was open.
The museum has a great display on the Kings Own through the ages. Really interesting and quality memorabilia.
That last sentence says it all. My grandpa's came back to a life of poverty and for maternal grandpa disability and unemployment.My father was only 12 when the war broke out but his father had been in the first war from 1916 til 1921. He spent the three years after the armistice digging for the missing. 'Gruesome work' he said, but he got an extra ration of 2 pints of rum, one before breakfast, to make it easier.
He rarely spoke about the war other than occasionally with his friends who were also veterans in the pub back home in Oldham. 'No one would believe us' he told my father.
Shortly after the start of the 2nd war, a man in uniform approached his group in the pub stating that he understood that they had been in the first war and wondered if they would join the voluntary defence force. 'What would be be expected to do' asked my grandfather? 'Defend Oldham against the Germans' the man in uniform cheerily replied. He wasn't expecting my grandfather's response, 'If the Germans are in Oldham, don't you think we've lost the war?'
Many veterans of the first war were entirely disillusioned with the 'active idiots' that surfaced in such times. In the first war, he witnessed young lads who had been in the Boys Brigade being made into NCOs 'because they were used to rank and giving orders'.
They'd all bought the wartime line of the first war about making Britain a land fit for heros. He joined the East Lancs Regt. but was put in the 1/4th East Yorks Regt. and was in 'that March 1918 stunt'. That was the great german spring offensive which destroyed the 5th Army. Full battalion strength would normally be 1000 men but they were rarely at full strength. On the 21st March they were about 750 men all ranks. By the 30th March they were down to 3 officers and 36 men. They all returned to unemployment and the depression.
I've seen a couple of them photos in books I'm certain. Thanks for sharing.View attachment 10389
The airfield at Tobruk after an air attack. Taken by dad.
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Air attack on dad's desert convoy. Taken by dad
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1941 at the Haifa camp. Taken by dad.
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Hideout after loss of transport in the desert. Taken by dad.View attachment 10392
The latrines at one of the desert camps. Taken by dad.
Never bought a poppy after that, but he always gave generously to Salvation Army, as he said they were always first to assist any returning servicemen.