If you didn’t realize it today is Victory in Europe day! 75 years ago a war that had raged across the continent for 6 years came to an end! Growing up in America we read a lot about war, some have gone off to war, some have lost loved ones to war but we’ve never had a war waged in our backyard. It’s hard to even imagine.
I grew up with my mother and father telling us what it was like living in Scotland while the war went on. They were both teenagers and my father was too young to go fight although my mother’s brothers went. They lost family in the bombing of the city they grew up in, my mother was evacuated to the country just like the kids in the Narnia books and they were often awoken in the middle of the night to go down to a bomb shelter during air raids.
My mother had life-long guilt over her feelings that “at least something was happening”. She was a kid and she had a childish feeling but it never left her. Her boyfriend, fiance, was killed in the war but she never spoke about it much.
My father was much more close lipped. He served in the Army after the war when he turned 18 and spent his time in service in Palestine before it became Israel. He was there when the Israelis blew up the King David hotel. I missed the opportunity to talk to him more about it.
I really missed the opportunity to talk to them much about their pasts and their families. They’re both gone now and they both lived through some very historic times and all i have left is scraps of memories of them.
Well, now I’ve depressed myself. 🙂
I hope everyone is doing well and staying safe during this bizarrely safe and scary time.