This is one of the most poignant pieces of family history I possess. A tiny scrap of paper with granny’s beautiful handwriting that somehow survived a few flittings and clearances.
The first three lines above are eloquent in their brevity, fitting for this the anniversary of VE Day. Those three boys, Freddie, Walter and Jim, were my granny Walterina’s whole living family, her oldest son died in childhood. I can’t begin to imagine the cost to her and my grandfather John. Fortunately all three came back; not the case for many families. It’s fitting that we commemorate, not celebrate, VE Day and those who gave so much, valuing the freedom from war that Europe has mainly known since then.
The three sons are listed in reverse order of age above, but perhaps in correct order of the impact war had on them.
Three young men from the Crockness area of Walls, Orkney.