Stories and anecdotes from part of my life in 2 British police forces, years in saddles of motorcycles - and other places I've blundered into ©
Serjeant John McKay MM Gordon Highlanders died 11/7/44 Ranville.My uncle.
Thanks Conan. Your message received at 0900. Sometimes a few moments of silence can be the best eulogy. Sergeant John McKay MM had several minutes from me.
None of my family were there. The survivor from Flanders was too old, and my Father too young. It's sad that no mention has been made on the news today.
TonyF, the anomalies of ones birth date. My father was too young for WW1 and although 33 at the start of WW2 was in a `reserved` occupation. However, Mums brother was in the RN (had two ships torpedoed from underneath him whilst on convoy escort) other uncles were in the Army, one at Arromanches ( Mulberry assembly). Uncle Les was a Royal Marine and manned a 6" naval gun on the D Day bombardments; a cousin was in the Ox and Bucks Light Infantry (Airborne); one of Grans nephews was in the RCAF and served over here in WW2 - he's still alive. Great grans second son was killed by the Zulus at Isandlwhana (we have the medal) and three `Hogday's` were at Waterloo. So if I had the power of time travel you can guess who I'd track down and chat to.
My relatives mostly copped for Burma. Dad rolled over sometime later, delayed by training. His unit took heavy casualties before he got back to them - something he found hard to cope with. We owe these guys and I fell the state we're in lets them down.
ACO: Thats how I feel, especially seeing how my ex RN uncle suffered all his life. He coped, considering the traumas of seeing and hearing his pals drown all around him. A debt owed indeed.
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