tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23327221.post116555384481285017..comments2024-03-27T08:46:54.369-04:00Comments on BabyBlueOnline: Remembering December 7, 1941Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17490745238430648958noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23327221.post-1165705834630513312006-12-09T18:10:00.000-05:002006-12-09T18:10:00.000-05:00What a wonderful post! Our country really did com...What a wonderful post! Our country really did come together during those days. My dad as a young teenager made model airplanes to help teach pilots how to recognize enemy planes. Late in the war he was riding bikes with his friends and they came upon an enemy plane on an airfield in Brooklyn and showing off to his friends my dad identified it. Too bad the MPs were right there and wanted to know how this kid knew what it was! He got pulled in and had a time explaining how he had such classified information.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23327221.post-1165627493018878832006-12-08T20:24:00.000-05:002006-12-08T20:24:00.000-05:00Thank you very much BB. I was born in 1947 in Per...Thank you very much BB. I was born in 1947 in Peru. My parents took me home on leave with them for my first visit to 'Granny' in the North of England. We spent 3 months there and then returned to Peru. That was in 1950. <BR/>It wasn't until the 90s when my mum and dad died that I found some letters from Granny to my parents back in Lima. Some of these were dated about 1950 or 51 others earlier (I don't remember the exact years). But in her letters I read her thanks to my mother for the grated orange peel which my mother had dried and sent to my grandmother with which she flavoured cakes. <BR/>I didn't learn until many years later that rationing in England continued on into the early fifties ...at least for poor folk like my grandparents.... five or six years after the war had ended.<BR/>One other memory. My parents told me that between 1939 and 1946 when my father was finally demobilized in the Middle East, my mother and father spent a cumulative time of seven months together.<BR/>Those are two of the 'minor' memories that have stuck with me of my parents' many stories and which, on December 7, (even though I am English) come back to me. No direct connection to Pearl Harbour ... but an important focus on an experience shared by all those who lived through the forties.Billhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05954521251891601278noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23327221.post-1165616768998246342006-12-08T17:26:00.000-05:002006-12-08T17:26:00.000-05:00BB--Thank you for sharing these thoughts and memor...BB--Thank you for sharing these thoughts and memories. Some of us remember well the gas rationing, meat rationing, sugar rationing, shoe rationing and the 45 mph national speed limit.<BR/><BR/>Could we do it today?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23327221.post-1165580558378431062006-12-08T07:22:00.000-05:002006-12-08T07:22:00.000-05:00Thank you BB for sharing this also thank your uncl...Thank you BB for sharing this also thank your uncle for me. <BR/><BR/>These are errie reminders of the reality of our history books, not dates and facts but memories. My aunt grew up near London during and is old enough to remember the Battle of Britain. She also does not talk about it much, the closest was driving past the Pentagon October 2001 when they reopened Route 27, her only words were, "My God it looks like the Blitz."<BR/><BR/>Haunting connections beyond the news reel footage we have seen so many times.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com