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- Peter Rothschild
- Location of story:听
- Westminster Abbey
- Article ID:听
- A4386783
- Contributed on:听
- 07 July 2005
This story was submitted to the peoples war site by Craig from ST Nicholas C of E Primary School in New Romney Kent and has been added to the website on behalf of Peter Rothschild with his permission and they fully understand the site鈥檚 terms and conditions.
I was still too young in 1942 to join the army and so I joined the Home Guard. I had the honour of being selected as one of four to guard the unknown warrior in Westminster Abby on the eleventh of November. I am Jewish and as I stood there 鈥渞esting on my arms reseved鈥 my thoughts turned to my grandfather who in WW1 had served in the German army as a regular and had won the Iron cross, of which he was very proud. He had been a good patriotic German fighting for his Kaiser. Some years later, as a Jew, he was murdered by the Nazis! Here I was, on the 鈥渙ther side鈥, soon to go to war against the Germans. As I stood there, motionless, I reflected on the irony of the situation and the utter futility and stupidly of war.
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