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- People in story:
- Gwilym John Arthur Kenvin - known as Arthur
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- Royal Air Force
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- 10 July 2005
Arthur Kenvin from Merthyr Tydfil
My Great Uncle Arthur was a navigator in the RAF during WW2. He was born on 23rd May 1920 and was from Merthyr Tydfil, Wales. He was in the 625 Squadron in the RAF and during a night bombing on 16th March 1945 he was killed. Me and my family visited his grave in Durnbach War Cemetery after finding his last letter which I wanted to put here. I think the letter is beautiful and the fact that he is not at all bitter is amazing.
Wed 7th March, 1945
Dear Mam and Dad, Mary, Marg and Dave,
As you read this your hearts will be heavy and your sorrow will be great. The future and the past are blacked out by this tradegy of war, and the burden of personal loss will feel too heavy to be borne on your shoulders. Now this is when our faith in our creator takes it's stand and issues it's challenges to us. If you accept this challenge and trust in implicity in the goodness of Christ you will recieve in return his wonderful sympathy and understanding and his everready helping hand will be outstretched to lift the load of sorrow from our backs.
If the news is 'Missing', do not give way to anxiety, Mam and Dad, because the opportunities of a safe return are many now, and if I should come back safely then all of your weeks of worry and sadness would be in vain.
If the news is of a more definite nature, though, and all hopes of my return to the family circle are gone, then, Mam and Dad, Mary and Margaret, please accept the facts without bitterness in your hearts. Find great comfort in the knowledge that I found real happiness in our home. All around us, there is unhappiness, but in our four walls enclose a real family love. I set out into the world knowing that I had the love and understanding of you all behind me. I learned the good things of life, how to appreciate the simple beautiful things around me, and I thank you all for the happiness I have enjoyed. I have no regrets, and you can have none too because you have all done so much to make our home life a happy one. I am flying as I have always wanted to do and face the future fearlessly saying "Thy will be done". Have faith in God, please conquer this sorrow and face the future with an ever deeper faith than before. Actions that are strange to you now will appear as the correct portion of a mighty pattern later. God knows his work and let us accept it.
Among my books there is a Golden Treasury. On the back cover there is a poem called "Crossing The Bar". That explains my wishes far better than I can. Please read it slowly and carefully, and take it as my closing lines.
Until we meet again, May God Bless You and Sustain You,
All my love to all I know from your every loving son.
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