Let's us never forget December 7, 1941....
As she had to say Good Bye to her son Jacob and his family....We as a family love you and are so proud of you," THANK YOU "for the sacrifice's you are making for our Freedom will be praying each and every day for your safe return.....As you leave on December 17, to Afghanistan...Grandma is so proud of you...I love you Baby boy...and I salute you!!
Love, Granny girl
To my Daddy who served in the Second World War and fought on the beaches of Normandy
and lived to tell about it...
and lived to tell about it...
And to my Mama who worked in a parachute factory during the war while she had me and my older brother at home...
My Mama told me that each day at work if the Western Union boy came into the plant that the whole plant would get silence and that each and every woman working their would just pray that young Western Union boy was not walking toward them....And the day that young boy did walk up to my Mama she just fainted...You see she had a telegram from the war Department saying my Daddy had been wounded in action...It did not say where, how or why....Just WOUNDED !!!
My Mama told me that each day at work if the Western Union boy came into the plant that the whole plant would get silence and that each and every woman working their would just pray that young Western Union boy was not walking toward them....And the day that young boy did walk up to my Mama she just fainted...You see she had a telegram from the war Department saying my Daddy had been wounded in action...It did not say where, how or why....Just WOUNDED !!!
I can not imagine the pain she must have felted....I was a young child during the war...but I so remember my Mama and my Aunt Millie having a Victory Garden and sharing it with the rest of the neighbors...I can remember us having a 1940 Ford Coupe but couldn't drive it as my mama had donated the tires to the war effort...I can remember my Aunt Millie and my Mama standing on kitchen chairs and putting tanning lotion on each others legs and then drawing lines down the back of each leg to make it look like they had on silk hosiery ha ha!! Because during the War all the silk was needed to make Parachutes and the only way you could get silk hosiery was on the Black market...
I can remember having rations stamps that were like Gold to my mama...Oh my brother and I thought we were the riches kids in the neighborhood when we had a simple thing like sugar....
I can remember having rations stamps that were like Gold to my mama...Oh my brother and I thought we were the riches kids in the neighborhood when we had a simple thing like sugar....
These are just some of my thoughts today on December 7,2010
Did I ever tell you I HATE WAR!!! I just wished in my lifetime that I didn't have to have memories like these...Now to see my Grandson go off to WAR will it ever stop...
I sometimes wonder what GOD must be thinking when he looks down at what he created this beautiful World and all this War on it that man created....
I know I have not been around the world of blogging much lately....But will tell you my heart has been so heavy...And some days it's just hard for me to be " Happy To Be"
Until next time from my mountain to yours,
Hugs and smiles Gl♥ria
