- Contributed by听
- WMCSVActionDesk
- People in story:听
- Marjorie Stephens and Family
- Location of story:听
- Birmingham
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A4803194
- Contributed on:听
- 05 August 2005
This story was submitted to the People鈥檚 War site by Deena Campbell from WM CSV Actiondesk on behalf of Marjorie Stephens and has been added to the site with her permission Marjorie Stephens fully understands the sites terms and conditions.
My older brother was in the Army working on unexploded bombs. My other brother aged 18 was in Altringham and he and his friend were in the wreckage of a street trying to find their unit. They had to cross a certain street, my brother went across first and made it but his friend did not.
We had the key to the door to the shelter, but sometimes people were so desperate we had to let them through the house and down our cellar steps.
The worst times were when somewhere near was hit. Survivors had to cram into our already crowded space.
My husband was posted to Egypt in 1943 or 44 I came home in 1946 so for many the hard time carried on.
In later years I met a friend who had been a prisoner of war in Japan and he was only 20 he looked like an old man and would never talk about his experiences.
When the ware ended I think so many people were so weary yet relieved it was over and hoped for a better future.
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