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Something (someone) I'm proud of

yourself (disguised enough that you're comfortable sharing the photo) your favorite book (we won't tell any of the others you picked a favorite) merchandise from a fandom (pick your definition of fandom--sports 100% qualify) your exercise equipment the view out a window
something alive a meal a letter/postcard from someone (feel free to redact) something that keeps you sane your computer
a useful tool memorabilia from an event outside wild card a game you've been playing a musical instrument
something someone made for you a gift you're planning to give an outfit you've worn recently (with or without you inside it) something that makes you smile the kitchen sink
something unexpected something funny a bad habit a good habit something you're proud of

Tomorrow is the 75th anniversary of VE (Victory in Europe) Day.

And that got me thinking of my Grandad.  Mr D and I dug out his old wartime photo albums and have been flicking through them.  Even though it's been almost 11 years since we lost Grandad, I'm actually quite overwhemed with how emotional I am looking through them. I've been tearful for nearly an hour now, and don't think that's wearing off anytime soon!

His name was Arthur Ludlow and he was born in 1922 in a part of East London called Forest Gate.

He was a Weapons Technician/Electrical Engineer in the Royal Air Force, and was stationed in Egypt for nearly five years.  One of the great prides of his life was that he worked on Spitfires, and a few months ago, around the 10th anniversary of his death, I bought a plushie spitfire beause it reminded me of him.




I only knew him as my lovely Grandad who I could wrap round my little finger; he doted on me and I doted on him.  He talked about Egypt a lot, but not in the context of the war.  He very rarely spoke about the actual fighting.

Needless to say, I'm very, very proud of him.

Date: 2020-05-07 09:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] amberdreams.livejournal.com
I love the photos! Paul's granddad was much the same as yours - he had a stock of funny stories he'd tell but nothing serious - apart from one, which was about civilian trauma rather than anything that happened to him or his mates. It's quite sobering to think about the numbers of soldiers who must have had terrible PTSD that they just had to live with.

Definitely someone to be very proud of.

Date: 2020-05-07 09:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dizzojay.livejournal.com
Yes, it's scary to think about what men like him had seen and just pushed away to the back of their mind. he used to tell me about Egypt and how he was able to do some sightseeing and how he used to get one of his friends in the intelligence section to develop his photos!
In 1999 Barry and I went to Egypt and there's something very magical about taking a photo of yourself standing on the steps of an egyptian temple, then see a photo of your grandad over fifty years earlier standing in the exact same place!
One thing Egypt left with him was the memory of the terrible way donkeys were treated, and he always loved donkeys after that. They were his favourite animal. I remember after he passed away, my Dad was sorting out his finances, and saw he had direct debits to four different donkey sanctuaries!

Date: 2020-05-08 02:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] supernutjapan.livejournal.com
<3<3 I just finished showing my kids pictures of my grandparents too. So much love.

Date: 2020-05-11 09:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dizzojay.livejournal.com
We're lucky to have those wonderful memories :)

Date: 2020-05-09 05:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jj1564.livejournal.com
What great photos and lovely memories, he has a kind face and I'm sure you were the apple of his eye! He was rightly proud to work on spitfires and I bet he'd be amazed that they're still going strong - a Spitfire flew from Biggin Hill on Friday but it didn't come over here, unfortunately.

Date: 2020-05-11 09:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dizzojay.livejournal.com
I was the apple of his eye: He would have loved to have a daughter to fuss over and dote on, but circumstances dictated that they only ended up having one child and that was my Dad. When 25 years later, I came along, I was the daughter he's always wanted! And because he was only 45 when I was born, he was still young and mobile enough to enjoy having his 'daughter' :D

I love spitfires, they have a completely unique sound. You don't have to see one, you can hear them a mile off and know exactly what they are.

Date: 2020-05-10 03:41 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] candygramme.livejournal.com
I love the old spitfires. I used to get all teary when the Battle of Britain flight would fly past at air shows.

My dad was in Italy during WW2, but like your Granddad, he would only tell us funny things. He never spoke about the war itself. Dad's been gone for 6 years now, but I miss him as if it were yesterday.

Date: 2020-05-11 09:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dizzojay.livejournal.com
I'm the same; anything like that brings a lump to my throat.

It really makes you wonder what our loved ones went through during the war, that a lot of them didn't like to talk about it except on a very superficial level. Fabulous people like your Dad and my Grandad made great sacrifices for all of us.

I can completely understand your loss - much love for your Dad xx

Date: 2020-05-13 01:19 am (UTC)
ext_19186: Dean the demon hunter (Both PCA rockin')
From: [identity profile] candygramme.livejournal.com
It seems to be a pact between the old WWII warriors to stay silent about the things they went through and that they had to do. I wonder just how much PTSD was suffered by the gentle old soldiers like your Grandad.

Date: 2020-05-13 07:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dizzojay.livejournal.com
I know - and in a time mental health issues weren't recognised, or were considered taboo; stiff upper lip and all that crap.

I know one scar his posting in Egypt did leave on my Grandad, and funnily enough it was nothing to do with the actual war, was the terrible way he saw donkeys being treated there. He could never get over that, and to his dying day, donkeys were always his favourite animal. After he passed, and my Dad was going through his finances, we saw he had four separate monthly direct debits going out to different donkey sanctuaries.

Date: 2020-05-13 04:05 pm (UTC)
ext_19186: Dean the demon hunter (Both PCA rockin')
From: [identity profile] candygramme.livejournal.com
That brought a lump to my throat. What a sweet man!

Date: 2020-05-10 07:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aerynsun5.livejournal.com
Love the photos. The only person in my family who was of the right age to fight in WWII was an uncle who has been dead for many years, and I never saw any photos. Thanks for sharing.

Date: 2020-05-11 09:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dizzojay.livejournal.com
You're welcome. I'm lucky to have so many photos like this. My Grandad kept an amazing record.
Where did your uncle serve? Much gratitude to him for his service.

Date: 2020-05-12 06:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aerynsun5.livejournal.com
I think I knew when I was very young, but I don't remember anymore, now that I'm so old.

Date: 2020-05-26 03:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] metallidean-grl.livejournal.com
You should be proud of your granddad. Sounds like he was a wonderful man. Happy V-E day to all.

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