Evacuated to Coedpoeth 1944

My older brother and two other boys were taken in by Mrs Jones in Roberts Terrace. I was seven and had my 8th birthday there. She was a wonderful lady and looked after the four of use. I remember going to find logs and Mrs Jones would saw them up then chop into sticks, we would sell the firewood by the bucket load. The money paid for us to go to the cinema on friday nights. Also remember going up the mountain and picking whinberries and none left by the time we got home. My favourite girl was Betty Young who lived just round from Roberts Terrace. I visited Mrs Jones when I was in the army, she loved it seeing me in uniform decked out in motor bike gear. I have never forgotten what she did for us, she was a widow and to take on four kids and there was always meals and super before we went to bed. I have lived in Australia since 1965, when war-time stories come up, mine is always about the time I lived in Coedpoeth and Mrs Jones. On one of our trips back to UK, I visited Roberts Terrace and sadly after Mrs Jones had passed away. I hope this little tribute is read by someone who was around in 1944. The time I was there having a birthday and a Christmas will never be forgotten. God bless you MRS JONES. Billy Schofield