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Story One
I remember a very lucky escape for a tanker driver. He was driving along the Willenhall Road at night in the moonlight when he saw a bomb dropping from a raiding plane. He stopped and dashed out to a shelter. The bomb took out a terrace of houses and left a huge crater that closed the road for a long time. It also demolished a neighbouring shelter. The driver survived as he had chosen the right shelter.
That same night my grannies house escaped the bombing but all around houses were hit and I remember a bed hanging precariously out of where the window had been.

Story Two
The sad story of Leonard Bowdler

I was 11 at the end of the war. I remember one day shortly after the war that a group of boys from my school discovered a metal cylinder and began to play with it. While tossing it around it began to make some strange noises. It was put in the middle of the street in a cordoned off area. Sadly one of the boys called Leonard had to go up and have another look. Just as he got there the bomb went off. All that was found was a foot in a sandal. He was only about 9. At first they thought it was my brother because he had the same sandals but we found him later. He had gone off fishing with another group and knew nothing about the bomb.

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