I am Harvey.I have used this name as a memory of my grandfather Fred Owen Davies,& my Uncle Fred...
My brother was also in the Army... He was only overseas for 3 months when he was taken prisoner by the...
I was evacuated from Liverpool, with my Mother and Brother in 1939 when the war broke out to live with my...
When war was declared; my baby girl was only 10 days old — I traveled to Britain with her and my...
I had a girlfriend too, she lived at Greenside, we met every weekend, we went to Greenside dance every...
We went out every night with the concert group entertaining the troops, in particular the Spanish pioneer...
Uncle Bob was taking me from Liverpool to Dublin during the Blitz in 1941/42 when I was about 3. When I was...
During the war she worked as a telephone operator in the War Cabinet Office in London and also as an...
I was 15 years old when war broke out working as a cook in a local restaurant in Royston... We were close...
His father was Joe Christian who was well known on the island as a tenor singer. When my father moved in he...
In 1945 we had Italian Prisoners working at Carsella Farm - they came along each day to do ditching round...
Anne and another woman had to look after the distraught evacuees aged four to seven....
I can remember one day I was at Norfolk House typing up the notes for the invasion of Sicily near an open...
My story begins in 1954 when I was born the youngest son of George Miller and Adje Wolff... A strange twist...
In 1939 Dorothy Robinson, ex war worker was 19 years of age when the war started.She was based in sqiures...
I was a nurse at North Wales, London and Surrey... Our meals were provided since I was a nurse....
I would have been seven years of age when World War Two was declared; we lived in Warren Street, Alvaston,...
I remember an evening vividly in 1940 when Dad, John Ross Dunn, came home from work, put his newspaper on...
We sold bottled beer and beer from pumps, the horse drawn dray from the brewery used to call every week to...
But as long as there are memories and tongues to tell the tale, Heroism of their stories, will never ever...
Whilst my father was away in India he sent me letters and dot to dot puzzles and drawings. My father had a...