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There were six in my family, 3 girls and 3 boys. Two of the girls were evacuated and had terrible digs, wanting to come home. One sister joined the RAF, one brother joined the Navy. Father was a postman; he was at that time taking all the important letters overnight to the war Office. At weekends he was in the home guard at the Post Office in George Street Grays. I will always remember him cleaning his boots and his wooden gun they had to drill with. He was reliving his time in 1914 in the trenches in France.
We had a Civic restaurant at the top of Grays High Street and had great times all meeting over a plate of beans and chips. I left school in August 1945.

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