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- 12 July 2005
I was at junior school and had lost my mom at 6years old. I had been pushed from family to family and left school at 13.
I was at Pershore Senior School and I had joined the ATC. I went right through the training and failed the final medical on my eyesight. I was very upset because I had loved this way of life; we had trained with the Wellington Bombers all along the coastline.
So in the early 1940’s I joined the Home Guard at Worcester. I did all the basic training with them. I didn’t want to sit around and my heart was set on the forces but it wasn’t to be.
So the Home Guard was the next best thing. We did have the advantage of going on training days. We also had the same basic training and armoury training as the Regular Army but I should have liked to have had better eyes! Then I could have followed my ambition fully.
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