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鈥淲hen war broke out we were living in 66 Beechmore Road, Sheldon Birmingham near South Yardley.
My Father, Cyril James Morgan was a chief mechanical engineer and he did his apprenticeship in Swindon, in the railway.
He volunteered at the beginning of the war, 1939.
My Mum felt very bitter that he actually volunteered, that he went, having 2 young children.
He was a Warrant Officer in the Royal Air Force, Volunteer Reserve.
I don鈥檛 really remember much of him. I don鈥檛 remember him coming back to visit us. I was only 3 then and my sister, Jill, was even younger.

I remember I received a telegram from my Dad for my 6th Birthday on 20th June 1942 which was sent from Malta. It said:

鈥淟oving birthday greetings. Best wishes, love and kisses, Dad Morgan鈥�

He sent another telegram to Mum on 28 August 1942 which said:

鈥淪ee you soon 鈥� Cyril鈥�

On 20th October 1942 Mum went to the door and was given this telegram.

The telegram said:
鈥淩egret to inform you that your husband No. 1455814 Warrant Officer Cyril James Morgan is missing as the result of enemy action at sea on 18th/19th September鈥︹�︹��

I remember her being very distressed but we didn鈥檛 really understand quite what was going on. There was a lot of crying.

At primary school none of my friend鈥檚 dads had died in the war.
You try and put it out of your mind because you don鈥檛 want to remember.

We found out later that Dad Morgan was on a boat coming home and a German submarine hit the ship. He drowned. I do not know the name of the boat. He had been based in Malta, I believe he was doing secretive work.

His best friend (I don鈥檛 remember his name) owned the Wagon and Horses pub in Sheldon, he survived because he could swim well. My dad couldn鈥檛 swim very well. He used to come round and visit us, he probably said a lot to Mum that we didn鈥檛 know about.

We realized when the telegram came that our Dad had died but didn鈥檛 really understand what that meant, that he wouldn鈥檛 be coming back. The telegram said he was missing.

Dad鈥檚 sisters, Gladys and Flora and his father Thomas were still alive and living in Swindon and they were very supportive of us. They used to send us parcels and we used to go and stay in Swindon, which was Mum鈥檚 home town. I was excited about going on a train.
By the end of the war both Jill and I felt quite bitter as well.

It wasn鈥檛 until 28th March 1943 that my mum was informed that all efforts to trace my father had failed, and another 6 months after that that he was pronounced 鈥榦fficially dead鈥�. The date of his death was changed to 12th September 1942. (Mum has kept all the telegrams and letters which I have now.)

I remember in May 1945, VE day. Mum said 鈥渋t鈥檚 no good celebrating because your Dad鈥檚 not coming home鈥� and I realized then Mum was a widow and we had to grow up without him.

He was 30 when he died. His memorial is in El Alamein Cemetery in Egypt.鈥�

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