Diary entry
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Diary entry
Description
A diary entry taken from an album page.
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One handwritten cutting
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Identifier
YGreenG628871v1
Transcription
Sunday 11
Stayed dry and cloudy. to get straight. Glad to have something to do on this Remembrance day I do remember many happy times during the war except meeting Tom and getting married only to see him again nearly 4 years later. The lads I knew who never returned Geoff, Bert, Jack and names that now escape me. Dad being injured in an air raid and never the same man again. Now war looms in front of us again creating more suffering, will it ever end. So helping Reg again kept my thoughts otherwise engaged, absolutely shattered when I got home sat around for two to three hours couldn’t raise a finger. Phoned Auntie Doreen rang evening.
Stayed dry and cloudy. to get straight. Glad to have something to do on this Remembrance day I do remember many happy times during the war except meeting Tom and getting married only to see him again nearly 4 years later. The lads I knew who never returned Geoff, Bert, Jack and names that now escape me. Dad being injured in an air raid and never the same man again. Now war looms in front of us again creating more suffering, will it ever end. So helping Reg again kept my thoughts otherwise engaged, absolutely shattered when I got home sat around for two to three hours couldn’t raise a finger. Phoned Auntie Doreen rang evening.
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“Diary entry,” IBCC Digital Archive, accessed April 20, 2024, https://ibccdigitalarchive.lincoln.ac.uk/omeka/collections/document/28786.
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