Liverpool Kids of WWII, Part 2: Beyond the Blitz

The boy was growing into youth – not yet a teenager – but was bright enough to know his country was in a war that it mustn't lose, that his brother and uncles were also part of this deadly struggle… Melodious harmonies and helmets were heard and seen at the impromptu Christmas party his mum and dad had arranged. He was as inquisitive as could be because it sounded like the Americans had arrived with Uncle Jim for the little house party he'd eavesdropped about over the last few days. "Gosh a'mighty!" he heard one over-the-pond voice exclaim. "You got gas lighting but no electricity in the house, huh?" The front room was alive with noise generated by adults, both seated and standing, in a happy conversation. Already, a smoky fuzz was forming from lit cigarettes, held firmly between thumbs and forefingers and used sometimes to emphasise a point or two in the friendly interchange of chit-chat. The first thing he noticed was one policeman's helmet and two American army white military police garrison caps grouped together at one end of his mum's upright piano top. Railway policeman, Uncle Jim was in boisterous good humour with the two Americans. Suddenly, his young eyes lit up as he spied a crumpled untidy mess of military equipment in the corner of the room, which drew him onto it immediately. He could see a US army belt with what looked like a brown wood baseball bat attached, as well as a set of handcuffs.

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E-bog: 16. december 2022