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5 years ago
We moved from New Zealand to Belgium in 2005 and we did not discover blogging till 2 years after we moved and found it is not only a good way for others follow what we are up to, but also that it is very therapeutic. Lucky we only discovered it now - you would not have wanted to read the stuff we thought about for the first two years!
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When I was young in the 1950's I met many WW1 veterans during ANZAC marches in Tawa. Few were normal both physically and mentally. As youngsters we often wondered why they ended up in the Pubs and in Tawa in private gatherings and got very drunk after the ceremonies. None of them would talk of their experiences in contrast to the WW2 veterans Only now in NZ have the full details been published regarding the horrors that all the combatants faced. There are now calls for NZ to commemorate Passchendale in addition to Gallipoli with an annual remembrance ceremony. 2000 NZers and of course many more British and Empire troops (greater than 60,000) died in the first hour of that battle. Many remains have never been recovered. One WW1 veteran was a very good friend of our family; Tom Hirst who lived with his wife in Miramar. We called him Daddy Hirst. He was gassed but survived and died early in 1957. He introduced me to softball in Miramar; was a superb individual but would never talk of his WW1 experiences in spite of my questioning. I have come to understand why! The Hirsts came out on the same boat from the UK in 1913 as did my maternal grandmother Ethel and her sister Lily Ambrose from West Hartlepoole. It was Lily Ambrose's husband Ernie Crawford who introduced my Dad to the Stanford family and their four girls. Ernie was a marine engineer working with my Dad when he arrived in NZ. Trust this is of interest. Dad
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