Tuesday, May 22, 2012

"There never was a good war, or a bad peace." Benjamin Franklin

Erik,  
     I wanted to include some of Momma's overall impressions of the war.   Remember she was 12 when the war started and 18 when it ended.            --Mom


     "In the midlands, we did not suffer from the bombing like those in the coastal towns and in London.  Sometimes a stray bomb would fall in some nearby field, and all us kids would troop out to look at the crater and search for shrapnel.  After an air raid, the ground would be peppered with strips of foil, which the Germans would drop to confuse the British radar and protect their aircraft."
                                                                                        --Joan Shelton
 
Bit of history:   Chaff is a radar countermeasure in which aircraft or other targets spread a cloud of small, thin pieces of aluminium, metalized glass fibre or plastic, which either appears as a cluster of secondary targets on radar screens or swamps the screen with multiple returns.

     "I think what upset me the most during the war was hearing the radio broadcasts and seeing the newsreels of ships being sunk, the terrible loss of life, and the evacuation of British children to the countryside to avoid the bombing in the cities.  It was heart wrenching to see the faces of the parents left behind and to see both parents and children crying.  Some of the parents were killed later in the bombings."                        --Joan Shelton


















Bit of history:  The evacuation of Britain's cities at the start of World War Two was the biggest and most concentrated mass movement of people in Britain's history.  In the first four days of September 1939, nearly 3,000,000 people were transported from towns and cities in danger from enemy bombers to places of safety in the countryside.
     Most were schoolchildren, who had been labeled like pieces of luggage, separated from their parents and accompanied instead by a small army of guardians - 100,000 teachers.  By any measure it was an astonishing event, a logistical nightmare of co-ordination and control beginning with the terse order to 'Evacuate forthwith,' issued at 11:07 am on Thursday, 31 August, 1939.  Few realized that within a week, a quarter of the population of Britain would have a new address


the B17 Flying Fortress
     "When you watch an old war movie and see the B-17 Flying Fortresses over England, it was just like that.  We would stand in Arnold Park and watch them flying over in droves night after night.  There was always a fighter planes in front escorting them.
     When I was a teen, dances were held on the lawn in the park and as the planes flew over filling the sky, the Army band would play, "Silver Wings in the Moonlight" and "Coming in on a Wing and a Prayer", both popular songs then."            --Joan Shelton



         
   


















     "We were encouraged to bring all metal such as old saucepans and other things that we could manage without and turn them in for the war effort.  The government even took down all wrought iron gates and fences around buildings, all for the war effort.  We learned after the war that it was done to keep up the moral of the people,  so they would think they were serving the war effort.  Don't know whatever happened to all that scrap metal."       --Joan Shelton



Bit of history:  "Gas had been used a great deal in the First World War and many soldiers had died or been injured in gas attacks (including Joe Shelton, my grandfather).  Mustard gas was the most deadly of all the poisonous chemicals used during World War I. It was almost odorless and took 12 hours to take effect.  It was so powerful that only small amounts needed to be added to weapons like high explosive shells to have devastating effects.  There was a fear that it would be used against ordinary people at home in Britain."
     By September 1939 some 38 million gas masks had been given out, house to house, to families. They were never to be needed.  Everyone in Britain was given a gas mask in a cardboard box, to protect them from gas bombs, which could be dropped during air raids.
     Children had to take regular gas drills at school.  They found these drills hard to take seriously, especially when they discovered blowing out through the rubber made 'rude' noises!


Sunday, May 13, 2012

“You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one. I hope someday you'll join us. And the world will live as one.” ― John Lennon


German prisoners of war bringing in the harvest
Bit of history:  From 1939-1948, an influx of over 400,000 German, Ukrainian, and other prisoners of war accounted for a sudden increase in Britain's prison population.
     There were hundreds of POW camps spread across the UK and a fair number in Nottinghamshire.    
     Prisoners would progress through a series of camps, where their political allegiances were determined. Non-Nazis were graded “White”, dubious cases were “Grey”, and hardened Nazis were “Black”. Prisoners wore patches with these colours so that they were known.
     As a general rule, the “Blacker” the grading, the further North the camps where prisoners would be housed. Prisoners were also shipped to camps in Canada, and later the US, to safeguard security as much as lack of space.

Wehrmacht (German) soldier
Erik, 
     What follows are my favorite of Momma's war stories. Both involve soldiers.  It's amazing to me that at age 85 her memories are still so vivid.             --Mom
     
     "I was staying at my sister, Win's, house.  It was early, about 7 am, and I was in the back kitchen getting ready for work, when there was a light tap on the back door.  Win had a recessed porch at the back, and thinking it was my brother, Jack, I opened the door.  There stood a German prisoner of war in a peaked hat and the short jacket of the Wehrmacht, holding out a tin cup.
     I was so scared, I screamed and promptly slammed the door and slid the bolt.  Win's house backed up onto some fields;  I assumed he'd escaped from one of the neighboring POW camps and walked across the fields."-- Joan Shelton

   
     "Did I ever tell you the story about what happened to me just before the invasion of Europe (DDay, June 6, 1944)?  I was 17 years old and was pushing Lesley, my niece, in a large pram up Redhill to her home, after visiting Nanna.  It was a Sunday afternoon.  An army convoy, filled with free French and American soldiers, was driving north to reach the ports on the East coast.  The Free French, British, Canadians and Americans would be landing on the beaches of Normandy to invade Europe a few days later.
     They were very excited because everyone thought the invasion would be the 'beginning of the end.'  When the Americans came level with me, they started tossing out candy bars, chewing gum and other sweets that we had not had much of during the war.  What I scrambled to pick up filled the apron cover on the pram.  The soldiers were all singing their national anthems trying to out do each other.
     When Win saw the candy her first words were, 'Where the bloody hell did you get all those from?' I told her to go down Redhill, hold out her apron and she might get even more."
                                                                             --  Joan Shelton

Bit of history:  "The Free French Forces were partisans in World War II who continued the struggle against the Axis powers after the surrender of France in June 1940.  The movement was launched by General Charles de Gaulle, a French government minister who had escaped to Britain, planning to organise continued resistance from there.
     By mid-1944, the Free French numbered more than 400,000, and they participated in the Normandy landings and the invasion of Southern France, eventually leading the drive on Paris. Soon they were fighting in Alsace, the Alps and Brittany, and by the end of the war in Europe, they were 1,300,000 strong - the fourth-largest Allied army in Europe."

The liberation of Paris in 1944



















General DeGaulle entering liberated Paris in August 1944

Sunday, May 6, 2012

"If we are to teach real peace in this world, and if we are to carry on a real war against war, we shall have to begin with the children." Mahatma Gandhi

     "During the war an English Traitor named William Joyce or Lord Haw-Haw (as he was called by the British public),  would broadcast from Germany, taunting his listeners.  We kids would purposely tune him in to hear him and to hear Dad curse at him.  After nights of bombing in Coventry and surrounding cities, Lord Haw-Haw came on the radio, saying, 'Yes, Nottingham, you think you've escaped it, but it will be your turn tomorrow night!' Sure enough, the next night the Luftwaffe came over to bomb Nottingham."
                                        --Joan Shelton                                                                              
Bit of history:  William Joyce, Lord Haw-Haw, was an Irish-American politician and Nazi propaganda broadcaster to the UK during the Second World War.  In late August 1939 just before war was declared,  Joyce and his wife fled to Germany.  At the end of the war, he was hanged by the British as a result of his wartime activities.  Since he had possession of a British passport, he owed allegiance to the UK and so was convicted of treason.

Bit of history:  On the nights of May 8th and 9th, 1941, the Luftwaffe attacked Sheffield, Hull, Derby, and Nottingham.  In all 424 bombs landed on Nottingham, causing numerous fires, killing a few hundred people, and leaving over 1, 286 people homeless.  Nottingham may have been bombed because the Raleigh Bike factory produced 20 mm cartridge cases which were the main armament for the Spitfire planes.


     "I was sleeping at my sister, Doll's house during the Nottingham blitz, along with my sister, Win.  Win and I were in bed because we were too lazy to go downstairs and get under the table with Doll.  Under the table was our makeshift air raid shelter.  Jack, Doll's husband, who was in the Fire Service, came home next morning and yelled at us for staying in bed.  The Germans had leveled the center of Nottingham, trying to bomb the gun factory.  Instead they hit a huge bakery, and many were killed.  The German pilots would follow the River Trent to find their targets.

Friar's Lane, bombing May 1941
   





     After a bit, I went to stay with my sister Win as she was expecting, and her husband, Les, was away in the Navy.  When she went into labor, I rode by bike down Redhill to fetch Mam.  It was 2 am, and I went to get the midwife and walk back with her to Win's on Henry Street.
     Lesley was born that morning.  Her dad, Les, did not see her until she was a year old.  He was taken off his ship in Halifax, Nova Scotia, with a ruptured appendix.  By some fluke, a neighbor across the street from Win's was sent to replace Les on his ship, and he took the wire announcing that Les had a daughter."
                                                                                    --Joan  Shelton

Bit of history:  "Keep Calm and Carry On" was a propaganda poster produced by the British government in 1939 during the beginning of the Second World War, intended to raise the morale of the British public in the event of invasion. Seeing only limited distribution, it was little known.
     The poster was rediscovered in 2000 and has been re-issued by a number of private companies, and used as the decorative theme for a range of other products. There were only two known surviving examples of the poster outside government archives until a collection of about 20 originals was brought in to the Antiques Roadshow in 2012 by the daughter of an ex-Royal Observer Corps member.