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Post by 4wd on Dec 12, 2020 16:59:53 GMT
Another Whitby shot from last Wednesday evening about 6pm You can see the Market Hall with clock tower This is a dead end 'pedestrianised' street but people living there can drive down any time, there are some modern houses at the end where an old street fell in the sea. During the Goth weekends and Bank Holidays you can literally struggle to keep moving through crowds along here - it is almost scary if any minor panic occurred you could get trampled. Same street 2018 (october)
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Post by mcfarmer on Dec 13, 2020 2:11:01 GMT
Both my folks passed away a couple years ago. I’ve finally decided to sit down and sort the photos and related keepsakes that they accumulated. Tough job, lots of good memories and a few tight throat times. My folks never discussed much about their early life, snippets here and there. Dad enlisted when he was 17 because he thought his older brother would whip’em before he could get there. He was wrong. Dad was pretty much abandoned when is parents divorced. His girl friend’s dad was on the draft board and signed the papers to get him in. The girl friend (mother) went to work in the bomber plant by Omaha right out of high school, 17 year old girl right off the farm wiring the most advanced machine in the world. It was a B-29 that dropped the atomic bombs, they were made in the Omaha plant. Never saw any photos of mother during this time but I ran across two: She was being trained to ferry B-29s to the Hawaiian islands when the war ended.
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Post by mcfarmer on Dec 13, 2020 3:25:26 GMT
Found this book it the kit they gave dad before going overseas, this part about England may give some a chuckle:
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