As I build up to the 4th July and visit my dad, here is a tribute to a man who was essentially a good man and even though we fell out for a few years in the end I loved him for who he was -my dad
I have a good many @Izzy -this is when they lived in Malta in the 1960's and its Valetta harbour. Its funny my dad was one of the first sailor boys to visit Japan and he had never forgot what he saw as they delivered barrels of antibiotics. I think war changed his persepective in life when he witnessed its consequences first handThat’s a lovely photo. My dad was in the Navy during the war and I love my photos of him in uniform.
I have a good many @Izzy -this is when they lived in Malta in the 1960's and its Valetta harbour. Its funny my dad was one of the first sailor boys to visit Japan and he had never forgot what he saw as they delivered barrels of antibiotics. I think war changed his persepective in life when he witnessed its consequences first hand
Thats really interesting, how did he fnd Japan when he vsisited? My dad was horrified at Horishima, he said there had been no effort to restart when he visited. dad was also in the fisheries wars -anyone remeber that -ramming of naval ships with fishing boats?My husband did his national service in Korea. He was quite a footballer in his youth and ended up on the officers’ football team although he was not an officer! He ended up travelling to Japan with them to play football. That, of course, was in the 1950s - he was 21 years older than me!?
Bill’s national service was just as the Korean War had ended. My dad was on the Atlantic convoys during the 2nd word war.
Its interesting to get different perspectives even now. My later uncles served in Korea but sadly they are all now dead as on my dads side. My mums uncles were actually my great uncles because mum was an only child, but my dad had 7 brothers all of whom served and all of whom had their own tales to tell......which I will never hear sadlyBill didn’t talk a lot about Japan. He was a young soldier out there to play football. I don’t recall him saying a lot about it. He spoke more of Korea.
And I bet your dad had some stories - I used to find it all fascinating, espcially my grans storiesSo many stories. My dad used to love telling Bill his stories. He only knew my dad for 6 years before dad died but their service stories were a bond.
Im afraid that dementia destroys so many bonds. Im still at home with OH, but I no longer feel like a wife. We used to be soulmates, but now Im just a carer/housekeeper/general dogsbody and all he can see are his own needs wants and comforts. Every day is groundhog day.
I hope you can work everything out, I value your input on here
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So sorry to hear you’re having a bad time. Stay calm, breathe and be kind to yourself.A truly abysmal day. There are so many highs and so many lows, but today is just an all out cry all the way home day and being utterly lost in how best to describe it all. Even those of us who are the most determined hit walls now and agian and today is one of them. I just get so upset somedays seeing my mum how she is now, knowing there is nothing I can do. Helplessness is no easy friend.