tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7833261864205390074.post4963741371475385252..comments2023-04-16T19:05:15.448+10:00Comments on THE 'BACK FENCE' OF GENEALOGY...: IS GOD CRYING TOO, MUMMY?Crissoulihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10148084999701286044noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7833261864205390074.post-73745266698914771662019-04-26T20:01:00.669+10:002019-04-26T20:01:00.669+10:00You're welcome!You're welcome!genealogylizgauffreauhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17288311879959690124noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7833261864205390074.post-23718480462956162962019-04-26T16:03:00.148+10:002019-04-26T16:03:00.148+10:00Thank you for your comment, Liz.Thank you for your comment, Liz.Crissoulihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10148084999701286044noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7833261864205390074.post-48842487800461100172019-04-26T12:48:06.483+10:002019-04-26T12:48:06.483+10:00So heartbreaking for the child to lost both parent...So heartbreaking for the child to lost both parents: one to death, the other to grief.genealogylizgauffreauhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17288311879959690124noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7833261864205390074.post-9405148865716034382019-04-25T18:24:32.453+10:002019-04-25T18:24:32.453+10:00It was.. I can't imagine how hard it was, and ...It was.. I can't imagine how hard it was, and what hearts were broken.<br />My grandmother always held a fear of telegrams, long after the war ended. With three sons in PNG, I can understand why.Crissoulihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10148084999701286044noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7833261864205390074.post-46053271274469078842019-04-25T18:06:32.638+10:002019-04-25T18:06:32.638+10:00Beautiful poem Chris. Can’t imagine what it would ...Beautiful poem Chris. Can’t imagine what it would have been like to receive one of those telegrams.Kaypilkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01723407310162239247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7833261864205390074.post-77148193180711666752019-04-25T18:05:16.910+10:002019-04-25T18:05:16.910+10:00Oh my gosh! That’s a dreadful story, for everyone ...Oh my gosh! That’s a dreadful story, for everyone involved.Kaypilkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01723407310162239247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7833261864205390074.post-90751212702028661452019-04-25T11:13:40.686+10:002019-04-25T11:13:40.686+10:00Thank you, Kerryn.. they sure would have felt as i...Thank you, Kerryn.. they sure would have felt as if they were never ending..Crissoulihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10148084999701286044noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7833261864205390074.post-89326291222726057232019-04-25T11:12:21.220+10:002019-04-25T11:12:21.220+10:00Beautifully poignant Chris. Such sad times.Beautifully poignant Chris. Such sad times.Kerryn Taylorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06349603206224885854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7833261864205390074.post-41181660392377444302019-04-25T10:43:09.391+10:002019-04-25T10:43:09.391+10:00Thank you, Flossie.. I cried too at the memory. It...Thank you, Flossie.. I cried too at the memory. It broke my mother's heart.. she knew the family and knew how sad the whole family were. She would mention it every ANZAC day.Crissoulihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10148084999701286044noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7833261864205390074.post-9198156755031751442019-04-25T10:40:09.544+10:002019-04-25T10:40:09.544+10:00Such a poignant poem. And then followed by your co...Such a poignant poem. And then followed by your comment below to Pauleen bring tears to my eyes<br />Flissiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04097146208445965593noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7833261864205390074.post-90805948426937737382019-04-25T09:45:11.740+10:002019-04-25T09:45:11.740+10:00Thank you, Pauleen. I knew a couple of people who ...Thank you, Pauleen. I knew a couple of people who were children at the time of WWII and their families received the dreaded telegram. One was told that their husband /Dad was killed in action, then around 12 months later, found he'd survived...<br />He eventually came home, to find his wife had remarried and was newly pregnant... he wandered away and wasn't heard of again. Great sadness all round.<br />Crissoulihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10148084999701286044noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7833261864205390074.post-44870735410040995322019-04-25T08:54:03.637+10:002019-04-25T08:54:03.637+10:00Another wonderful poem Chris. So much pain at home...Another wonderful poem Chris. So much pain at home and so much confusion for kids.Cassmob (Pauleen)https://www.blogger.com/profile/18397134336319778519noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7833261864205390074.post-89181467065668987642019-04-25T08:44:21.673+10:002019-04-25T08:44:21.673+10:00Thank you.. the telegrams that held bad news were ...Thank you.. the telegrams that held bad news were pink.. so there was no doubt what they held..<br />I can't imagine how hard it was in those times, and for the poor souls that had to deliver those.Crissoulihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10148084999701286044noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7833261864205390074.post-28901045453021987062019-04-25T08:05:12.794+10:002019-04-25T08:05:12.794+10:00So moving. How many people held their breaths when...So moving. How many people held their breaths whenever the man on the bike approached their home. Robbiemachttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13464872931641997517noreply@blogger.com