Bredfield, Suffolk

Livin' good

During the 1960s while stationed at RAF Bentwaters I, with my family, lived at #6 Broad Road, in Wickham Market. Our landlord was Richard Upson, who with his family lived on one side of the house and we occupied the other side. Our neighbour was Police Sergeant Alan Airey who has since passed away.
My time spent in England was without doubt the happiest time of my life.
If we could only turn back time!!

The Black and White Cottages

My great grandparents, my nanna (and all of her siblings)and my mother all lived in this house. I'm not sure of the timeframe but it was for a number of years. My mom had many fond memories and stories of the crinkly wall across the street, as well as the 5 Bridges. My family name is Harvey. My grandfather and his family also grew up in Easton. His family name is Last. I visit Easton everytime I go back to England. It is one of my favourite places in the whole world. I tend to take pictures each time I go as well. Time seems to have stood still in Easton. What a wonderful place.

William Gildersleeve & Thomas Robert Gildersleeve

In the year 1492 William Gildersleeve and in 1544 Thomas Robert Gildersleeve were born in Witnesham, Suffolk, England.
Gildersleeves first found in Norfolk area where they were anciently seated as Lords of the Manor.
If anyone knows any Gildersleeves (Spelling variations of the family name includes Gildersleeve, Gildersleve, Gilderslieve, Gildensleeve, Gildensleve, Sildsleeve, Gildsleve, Guildersly).

What happened to the Kotarski's ?

Fond memories of Parham makes me write this, remembering the peacefulness.
Surfing the Web, here I  am posting a question all the way from he USA.
It was early summer 1954 and I was a Dutch farm exchange student staying with the family Kotarski on the so called "White House farm" just outside Parham village. The farmer was of Polish decent, Genec, who had limited use of one arm, the result of a war injury. His wife Pamela and I milked the cows. They had three sons whose names I forgot. Nice people who enjoyed having me helping out with the chores and fieldwork. They also had a cleaning lady who lived in the village. She used to help out at the village store. Can't remember her name. She was very kind to me loaning me her bicycle so I could go and watch the Polo Pony Chuckas on Sunday afternoons somewhere in the area. I loved dressage and this was the closest to it. People were so nice to me, I really would like to visit Parham sometime soon.
If someone reading this could give me some idea whatever happened to the Kotarski family I would appreciate that very much.
Best wishes to all "Parhammers."
Jack Van Vliet.
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