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My father, Lenny Griffin, used to put these out every morning and store away in a shed at North Lodge Park every night in the summer. I used to go with him and when they got the smaller binoculars I was allowed to carry one. The big telescopes my fther used to carry one on each shoulder.
My father, Leonard Griffin, worked for the council as a gardener and helped build these gardens. He then helped maintain them until he retired. My memory is being allowed to run from one garden to the next and then the next but having to wait for my Mum at the end. I don't recall these as the rock gardens but as the sunken gardens.
The 2012 Brown Rigg School Reunion wil take place over the weekend of 8/9/10th June. There will be a packed programme of entertainment and the opportunity to take a look around Brown Rigg once again. Bellingham hasn't changed very much since the Brown Rigg days and will be instantly recognisable, even after all these years. The little gun is still standing outside the Town Hall, the little soldier is still on his ...see more
I grew up with the story of my great-grandfather Thomas Handley coming back from India and living at Kenmuir Castle with his wife Agnes Gordon Handley (nee Bain).
In 2005 my sister and I came to Scotland with our elderly mother to take her to see the ruins of Kenmuir Castle as it had also been a part of her life history. We took many photos of the castle to bring back to Australia and are ...see more
I still have memories of living in Wetheral Folly, I was only very young, 3/4yrs old. I remember opening the large gate and the drive through a field full of cows to get to the front door. The toilet was actually in the woods...a very long walk it was too. I would love to see some pictures or history on the Folly, I wish it hadn't been demolished as from what I can remember it was 'unique'.
I was born in Caledonian Buildings on Etterby Road...what a wonderful place it was to play, with all the green grass, trees, and horses, our imaginations would go wild. The best days were when there was a wedding in the Mission Hall and we would sit outside waiting for the men to throw us some pennies, we would then go and spend our money at Copelands sweet shop. Further down Etterby Road there were flats that ...see more
I remember David Lane from Central Drive who was a singer with 'The Mudlarks' Here's some info; They were a family group from Luton, Bedfordshire, originally comprising Jeff Mudd (born 1935), Fred Mudd (1937-2007),[2] and Mary Mudd (born 1939).[3] According to press releases at the time, they all had jobs at the Vauxhall motor plant in Luton, and spent their spare time singing together.[3] In 1958 they ...see more
We originally moved in 1957 when I was 5 from Thornton Heath in Surrey to Burleigh Road in Addlestone because my dad had started working for Peto Scott (TV makers) near Weybridge. Then in December 1957 my parents bought a lovely house with 1/3 acre garden in New Haw Road, number 143. We were a family of 4. Reginald and Rachel Hope were our parents, Rosemary my sister and me, Robin.
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I remember the allotments. My brother and I would have been 3 or 4 years old and we used to go walk round them with my Gran. We loved to run along the paths and turn on the taps !
I remember being taken to see a man called Paercy feed his pigs on bakery left-overs. I remember some piggies happily chomping their way through old Fruit Pies!
My mum Barbara Cappleman lived at 29a from when it was built in the 1930s until 1960. My grandma Doris Cappleman lived there until 1984.
I remember Mrs Cumiskys general store and Mrs Wrights lovely bakery. Also Whiteleys drapers shop and the Dews sweet shop round the corner.
Reynolds had the chippy and there was also Roy's hairdressers and The Mutual which became the Co-Op. The Halls had the Post Office. Everyone knew everyone else and it was a very friendly community.
I don't actually remember this but I was born in Maidenhead at the Bassett's Licorice Allsorts Mansion. This was apparently used as a maternity hospital during the war. I have tried to find out more about this place but have failed. Can anyone help me? My mother was a widow but also an unmarried mother evacuated from London.
We lived in 41 Northern Drive, as kids we would play for hours in the sand park. We would watch women working in the Acme tin works, with the big steel presses banging down, making cake tins, cheese graters, kids' tin buckets. No safety gards in those days. You would very often see the women with rags rapped around their hands. This was, I surppose, to help stop the tin from slicing their hands. My friend;s mum ...see more
Had many enjoyable pints in the Coach and Horses whilst waiting for the bus to the Winter Gardens on Saturday nights.
My memory of Styal Open Air School is one of happiness and gratitude to all of those dedicated and professional nurses who showed me and others love and compassion in the absence of our parents. Shame on you who were responsible for the demolition of the fine buildings, and shame on you who try to blacken the name of the care staff who embraced us with love. Nurse ...see more
Does anyone remember Park Road North in the 1960s? Well, I think it was the 60s as that was the year my mother was born. There was a shop along there, I'm not too sure of the name, but it was attached to a house, the owners' names were Bill Williams and Lill Williams, these were my grandparants. If anyone does remember or even has a photo it would be most apreciated if I could see or hear anything, thanks ever so much.
:) x
Does anyone know what happened to the beautiful Water Carrier and Child drinking fountain that stood in the Market Place? Also the Angel memorial that stood in the window of Paines Undertakers, approx where Icelands is now, it was opposite what is now Kingfisher Swimming baths, it was then the Cattle Market.
As a child I remember a cross made of iron painted green at the roadside between the two turnings into East Hendred. It bore the name "Matthew Kimber". Daffodils would appear there in the spring. Can anyone tell me what it was about?
My Grandmother, Bessie Tarver, wrote a book about her life from 1891-1919.
She mentions going to Southport, after her mother's death in 1897. She describes going to the pleasure fair and going to her friend's house, which was Sephton House, Princes Street, Southport. Her friend's name was Nellie. I don't have her surname. In 1904, Nellie still lived at Sephton House. It is described as ...see more
I spent many a happy hour playing table tennis, snooker and swimming, seems like yesterday. The top board of the swimming pool always seemed so high.
I can remember this when it was down Warren Lane.
Born in 7 George Street, in 1963. So many great, wonderful memories of Caerau. Mort`s the fish shop. Tom the Barber. Wendels.Station Cafe. Library, Monkey Hotel. Con club, where every year during the summer they would run buses to either Porthcawl or Barry. Brewers running bus trips in the summer as well. Every year on 5th November we all gathered what we could to build a bonfire. Denzil Brewer and his ...see more
Oh dear Tooting, I have wonderful memories of that place. We moved there from Stepney in 1956 and used to live in Graveney Road, just off Selkirk Road. I remember the Fountain pub in Fountain Road just round the corner. When I turned about 15 I worked Saturdays in O'Grady's Cafe in Tooting Market. The cafe was very popular with the younger generation because there was a record shop opposite the cafe, ...see more
I suppose one of the advantages of being "old" is having both the pensioner's free bus pass and the time to use it! So having retired to the middle of Devon with my wife Elizabeth in 2006 I gradually set about exploring the area.....and one of the best ways to do this is by bus. Armed with the local bus timetable I went down to the Tiverton Bus Station and boarded the 697. ...see more
I remember spending the first twelve years of my life in Haltwick, we lived in Sunnny Side Cottage, my brother and I would go down past the pub to get water from the well and we would play in the woods and fields. We moved to Dane End when I was twelve, it was much the same just a nice peaceful place to grow up in. I sadly moved away and only came back to bury my father in Little Mundon Church some thirty years ago ...see more
I was born 1942 in a wool shop at 300 London Rpad, grew up in Stakes Wood, granny tree, blue bell woods etc. Idylllic childhood . I went to Stakes Hill Rpad primary school 1947 to 1953, Mrs Nelson my teacher. Elsie Patterson Pat and Christine Moat, Alan Barnet, Ernest Bow, Dave Fuller were some of my class mates. South Africa Lodge orphanage in Stakes Rpad. Couple of bomb craters. We used to fish in further ...see more
I attended this school for almost 6 years. and at the time it was the Old Building which was part of two buildings, the other part being The Annex on Kilwinning road.(now demolished). At first we walked the path between the schools over the Moor but then after the New Town was built we had to use the new footbridge. We'd often get totally soaked if the weather was blowing a westerly gale from the sea.
I was born ...see more
I remember living at no 41, Louise Road, Stratford E15, during the Blitz, and attending Water Lane School. At school each day as the teacher called out our names for Attendance, I noticed how each day the class became less and less. We were encouraged to have lunch at school (if our mums could afford it), fortunately for me mine could, but for my little friend Chris had to go ...see more
My name is Brian Johnson and I was born in Bear Cross, Kinson, Bournmouth in 1934. Twenty years later I used to spend most Saturday evenings dancing at the Pavilion or The Town Hall. On a Sunday we used to go to the Afternoon Tea Concerts in the Pavilion before going to the Westover Cinema to watch a favourite film.
Another place we went dancing was at the YMCA opposit the Pavilion, next to the ...see more
My name was Mackin when I lived in Great Haywood in the 197'0s. We lived in Elm Close for over 5years. When I began to look through the photographs in the Frith Collection and saw the one above, it brought back memories that the actual building shown was a Butchers.
I loved living in that area, I used to walk my two Red Setters down by the canal and the river along side Shugborough Hall.
Due to personal ...see more
8 Southall Street /16 Tan-y-Bryn. We, the Brynna Boys, used to run to school, Mr & Mrs Davies Head Master and thei two daughters, strict and friendly, firm and kind. I can only describe those happy days, Coronation year, getting our school free mug, watching on a black and white12 inch telly crammed into class. Those days long gone but memories will never die.
I have walked over every inch of the ...see more
Hi, I used to live in the Pinner Road fire station from 1948 until 1961, it holds all my favorite memories, going to Pinner Park school in Headstone Lane. I remember Mora Francis being picked up after school in a big black limousine to go to the film studios as she was one of St Trinian's girls. We used to play football on our way home in the park opposite and then go to Whites sweet shop on Northarrow Parade ...see more
Is there anyone who used to deliver papers for Jack Clayton when he had the newsagent shop from 1959 to 1981? If so please let me know
John Clayton (son)
A memory that I shouldn't recollect.
I could have only been about 4 years old and I can remember staying at Heath Lodge with my family. It was I think used as a halfway house for families waiting for housing in the 1960s. I'm now 50 and I can still remember my mother taking me to the nursery underneath the balcony where we lived, and watching her leave to go to the shops. I can still see the chain ...see more
Correction Norman. Dad was born in 1893 NOT 1896
I remember waiting at the bus stop at the bottom of Creek Road with an old pram so I could take people and their bags to their bungalow for a very small fee, I was still at school.
I grew from a boy into manhood during my time in Cavendish Bridge. My parents had the Old Crown Inn and at the age of 17 had my first "pub crawl" with my mates from the bridge through Shardlow starting at the Navigation. I remember there was about 8 pubs on the main road and we never finished them all !! I think it was the severe winter of 62' or 63' and the floods were very bad. At a lunchtime during ...see more
I was born in this hospital on the 30/09/1955, my name was Derek Jones. After my birth I was adopted in Nov 1955, I am trying to find my birth mother, I have got her birth certificate but can't find if she married or not. I've been out a lot of money buying certificates but can't find my mother as Jones is a common name in Wales. I found my mother's mum, dad and great-grand parents. My mother's name is Lilian ...see more
In the 1940s and 50s social life in Cwmtwrch was centred on the chapel and public house. There were eight active chapels, each with its own distinctive architecture, and representative of the major non-conformist denominations in Wales at that time. There were three Welsh Baptist Churches - Beulah, Capel Newydd, and Bryn Seion; two Independent Chapels - Bethel and Ebenezer, and three others - Bethania Welsh ...see more
I was born in 1938 in Tewkesbury Road,Tottenham. When I was of age I attended Stamfordhill School, in Seven Sisiters Road. I remember they used to have a Barrage Balloon in the playground and we often had to seek shelter there whilst the war was on. At the weekend a man used to come round with his barrow selling cockles and winkles which we always had for tea on a Sunday, we also had a man ...see more
My family and I used to spend our holidays at Point Clear almost every year during the late 1940s, 50s and 60s, and often met the same families each time we went down there. I remember one year in the mid 1950s when a neighbour's daughter and myself walked out to 'Anchor Island' (a sand island just offshore), it was a hot night so we decided to have a late night ...see more
The Cornish side of my family (Penberthy's) came from Hayle and were mostly all coppersmiths and engineers, apprenticed in Ventonleague I believe, but like many of the Cornish, they had to leave for a better life elsewhere at the very end of the 19th century. My great grandad was a skilled coppersmith and upon moving up into England made copper parts for boat engines and fixed ships out at sea when they were in trouble. I would like to know more about this side of my family
I lived in Streethouse but when I was 4 we moved to the newish estate at the top of the 'Knob' (North Featherstone). We lived at 49 Manor Drive, next door to the Simkins. My dad was a miner at Sharlston and Snydale collieries.
We moved to 23, Leatham Park Road in Purston, sometime in the 1950s.
I went to Purston C of E, then South Featherstone Secondary Modern, old mates were Tim Rhodes, Len Saunders, Mo ...see more
My grandfather owned the shop when it was a grocers shop from the early 1950s to the early 1970s. I vividly remember sitting in the shop while he served customers. Dad used to deliver goods to customers on a trade bike. Although we no longer live in Cobham, it still makes us very nostalgic when we drive past nowadays but it is strange to see the shop as a cottage again.
My Dad was born and lived in Halifax. When he was young a family firm which had a stall in the market hall delivered a fish speciality on bicycles with baskets. We all called it "Halifax Fish" and it was a piece of haddock in a round patty covered in batter. They were sold cold and could be eaten cold or re-heated and eaten hot. As a child I went to the market hall with my Dad to buy Halifax Fish ...see more
The first pint of beer I had was in The Woodman pub, Durnsford Road, and I was under-age which the landlord knew but I looked 18. My first pint was brown & mild. Just around the corner was Arthur Road which has importance as it was the nearest shops to Pitt Crescent where I was brought up in the 50s. I recall mum saving up metal Co-Op tokens, Green Shield Stamps, and for awhile she ...see more
Moved to Loughton in 1970, I was 1 year old and stayed in the same house in Spareleaze Hill till I was 19. I went to St John Fisher primary school then onto Loughton School just at the end of the High Road itself, which closed in the late 1980s, early 1990s I think, as houses/apartments are now standing there. Many friends were made through the family who eventually have moved away like ourselves. My ...see more
I was brought in council flats overlooking Wimbledon train depot and Gap Road Cemetery. It was grim but being young we saw the paved area in the "front" of the flats as a football stadium and cricket field in the summer...Down the road by Durnsford Road Bridge was The Dump, a wasteland of fly-tipping, choking weeds, railway rats, and rusty metal. To us boys it was land to explore right back ...see more
I was brought up in Bletchingley in the 1960s and my father Clyde Howard Willats was born near Redhill. He knew Outwood well and used to tell me the story about the two families who owned the two windmills, they were the Jupps and the Scotts. Apparently they were always at loggerheads and decided to settle their differences by fighting it out on two rafts moored in the centre of the pond!! History[and ...see more
This is the new flats in Thirlmere Way, the top end near Royal Avenue, and you can see the Labour Club too on the left of the flats. The GUS ( Great Universal Stores) offices was built on the field as well but I don't remember the date. I can remember more of the GUS being built because the dumper trucks moving earth from the building site used to go up and down Philip Road where I lived. I think they where using the ...see more
This is just as I remember it when I used to go to Hough Green station (the entrance is on the extreme left of the photo) train-spotting. All steam in those days of course. The scene is very little changed today except for the cars and the lack of a petrol station. Ditchfield Road, on the extreme right of the picture, was a quiet leafy lane then, leading down towards St Michaels and the new housing estates of ...see more
I was born at 6 Victory Villas 8/25/47 My Mom, Iris Law, married an American serviceman and we moved to Boston in 1963. I still miss Fairford and consider it my home. Attended all the local schools. Remember those walks to school and getting in trouble for having walnut stains on my hands. My brother Tim fell out of a tree into the middle of the cricket pitch one time. I had the best childhood, we did not have a ...see more
Yes, I too remember the pig sty slaughter house that was there on the corner. It seems a long time ago.
I too went to Downend County and I lived in Burley Grove 1953 to 1968. I was with the church lads' brigade in Downend. We would march through Downend to Christ Church. Downend cricket club was one of the best looking cricket grounds in the country.
I live in Davenport in Florida now. I miss home but life here is good.
My cousin worked at Cleethorpe Marina Zoo and I went in with her during summer holidays. I recall going in the pen and playing with this baby bear, I was about 9 years old. She also let me go in with the dolphins, they pulled me round their big pool in a dinghy. A lllama baby died whilst I was there and she also had to kill baby chicks to feed to the snakes.
What an experience eh - no health and safety in those days and such fun too x
Hi everyone, my family lived in Northern Drive from 1955 - 1966. I lived with my granparents, Jake Winter and Flo his wife. I remember the [flats] street parties we had at Whit Week. My uncle Norman used to play the accordian, the grown-ups used to have a good old knees up.Then all hell would let loose, the catholics would call the prodidogs. We kids thought it was great fun, although the language was ...see more
My name is Mike Pearson and my father used to work at the Skating Rink in South Park, more or less full time at one stage in his life. His name was Ernest, or Erne, Pearson. He gave out and took back in the skates and did the music I think. Maybe someone will remember him.
Ferniegair is very dear to my heart. Being fortunate to have two sets of relatives who lived there we spent many happy times visiting them. As soon as we arrived at one Aunt's house it was off with the coats and across the road to see the other relatives then of up the high parks to play on the swings and the giant chute, it was ever so high and how we loved it. We had a cousin who just loved us children and had ...see more
Post house coffee bar (Dilaplos), I lived in there, lunch most dinner times, and back in when the shop closed. I worked in Stylo's, corner of Northgate and Crown Street. Myself and a lad called Frank Uttley(hairdresser) used to get our lunch time snacks on tic and pay on Fridays on payday. On an evening, it was straight out of work and down the bowling ally with my pal Dougie Kelly (worked at Illingworth & Co, ...see more
Does anyone remember George Clark, the knocker up? George and his wife Ethel (my grandparents) lived on Barmborough Street, and they also kept an allotment with pigs. People used to take peelings etc. in exchange for a few sweets to my grannie's, which my grandad used for mixing with the pig meal and spuds. My gran's sister, Florrie Young, I believe lived at the top of Tickhill Street. I would love to hear ...see more
You mention you know a lot about Pontlotyn, I was wondering if you remember a family whose mother died in 1940 and the children were taken to the homes? I am searching on behalf of a friend. Some names may help, older ones Frances, Elizabeth, Emlyn, Stephen, William, then Margaret, Maureen, Theresa, Winifred. Anything you can remember will be helpfil as most of them she has never found. The last three were in homes together. Hope you can help.
I lived in Cecilia Road, Cherry Tree (1930-1945), going in the navy in 1941. Blackburn Grammar School 1935-1941.
Happy memories of St. Francis Church and the Rev. Egerton Ward and family, they had a daughter called Angela.DOES. ANYONE KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO THIS FAMILY?
My first school was Witton Stocks Primary, then the very tough St.Aidan's, Mill Hill.
I am 88 and live in Lincolnshire.
Lumb Mill in the 1950s
I remember my late mother and father working at this mill in the 1950s. My father worked as a boiler man. As a child I visited the mill during the school holidays also at weekends.
I used to join my father in the boiler house. He used to let me press buttons and turn valves on and off under his supervision. After stoking up the boiler we went round the mill where he explained its ...see more
I was born in 1943 in Bankfield Avenue, Cadishead. When I was 5 we moved to a brand new council house in Devon Road, on the same day I started school which was 2 minutes away round the corner. There were 6 in our family, Mum, Dad, my two older brothers George and Derek, and my youngerr sister Ann. Our summer holidays seemed always to be sunny, we would take the ferry from Bobs Lane and go to Blue Bell ...see more
I was born at 18 Richard Street, Pontycymer. My mother was Mary and my father was Brynley, a coal miner. I went to the Welsh School at Bridgend Road and then to Garw Grammar School. I loved growing up in the valley. Honest hard working people. Miss the valley. Currently living in Madison, Wisconsin, USA with my wife Miriam. Coming home for Christmas. Staying in Castleford, Yorkshire with my mother in law, Pat, ...see more
I have fondest memories of the old Prichard family and Frank DM who lived and ran the post office in Llanrug for years. Frank DM also ran the coaches opposite the post.
It was a very sad day for Llanrug when Mrs Prichard widow of Frank DM and her family left the post office. When I go to the post I can still see in my mind Mr. and Mrs Frank DM Prichard.
Does anybody know where Brick Kiln Cottages in Rushbrook are? As my family lived there in 1881.
Thlocal shop was owned by my grandmother, Mrs Grabham, my father was brought up there, and had a very happy childhood. We used to visit when I was a child and I loved it. Sadly the shop does not exist any more, but it still a lovely little village. The cottage that they lived in was just across the road from the church.
I remember visiting Abercynon as a small child. Taken there by my mother to the house of Uncle Benjamin Jones. Having just turned 70 and lived in New Zealand for some 57 years my memories of the location of their house is vague. I do remember it being on a steep hill with a grand view. Benjamin gave my mother Haulwen away at her wedding (her Dad had died when she was only 4 years old) - her maiden ...see more
Joe Richards went on to be Headmaster of Pontygof Boys School. I went there from 1958 to1962 and remember these teachers: Mr Davies, Mr Jones who always used to sell stamp approvels from the draw in his desk where he also always had a big bar of chocolate which he constantly nibbled through the day, Dapper Lewes who was an out and out bully, he always punished you with a dap or a length of flex across the ...see more
I was born 27th February 1945, In Gate Burton Hall. My mum was evacuated from Hull with other expectant mothers. She often used to talk of the carpet of snowdrops she could see through the window. Every birthday she would get me a small bunch of snowdrops. One on these days I would like to venture to my birth place.
I get a lovely glow when I think of my dear Armagh in the 1950s. Life seemed so good and simple then. I would spend my days roaming free letting my imagination grow as children do. I played down in the river by the Legar Bridge. My granny was born in the old whitewashed house that used to stand nearby there to the left when you went over the bridge. I was to be found anywhere around Armagh often on my bike. ...see more
I was born in Liebenrood Road Maternity Hospital Reading in 1947 and for my first 5 years I lived in Salisbury Road, moving to Whitley until I left in 1969. I remember as a young child having many photographs taken at Jeromes in Broad Street. I spent many Christmases queuing to see Father Christmas in Heelas underneath a silk parachute that was suspended from the ceiling and it fascinated me and kept me ...see more
I moved to Buckhaven from Methil in 1973 and can remember being able to do almost all my weekly shopping in the town. Between Randolph Street and College Streets, there were enough shops to provide all your family needs. The Co-op had a number of departements in Randolph Street, there was also a couple of newsagents, chemists, florist, ironmongers, butchers and bakers. Since the 1990s the town has become more like a ...see more
Family research.
Robert Akers owned the Green Man Pub in Wormley West End in the 1700s. I would appreciate any information on the pub concerning exact location, pictures or just general information.
Many thanks
I remember living in Galesbury Road in the 1950s and going to Swaffield Road School, moving into Domelton House, Wendlesworth estate in the late 1950ss was luxury, central heating, a real bath and inside loo, for a ten year old exciting times were not far away. What is now Bembridge House was a bombed out building but for us kids it was a playground with no sense of danger. Other memories of ...see more
Appreciate any information.
George Abraham Akers used to own/ farm Rush Green Farm in Little Amwell in the 1800s and I would appreciate any information, letters or pictures of the farm and George if possible.
Many thanks
I attended Hatherleigh Secondary Modern School from 1955 to 1959. I have attempted to locate photographs of the school at that period but have failed. It was a beautiful old Manor house with with all sorts of land, tennis courts and green houses. Does anybody have photo copies of any pictures that I can use in the book that I am writing. I am also looking for a picture of the Kensington Club that is or was located on, I believe Victoria Park Avenue.
We used to walk from the lump Cefn-y-Bedd to the pictures, myself, Jimmy Farrell, Alan Tudor and Kenny Williams, Mrs Challoner used to work there, a bag of chips then walk home, ho happy days.
I was at Suffolks School during the Second World War and after, from about 1939 until 1947, when we endured the worst that Hitler could throw at us. We had many, many air raids that interrupted our schooling and much of our time was spent in the air raid shelter. I recall the rocket that fell on the infant school and destroyed most of the school, the Head Mistress asked some of us to help salvage the merchandise, I was one of them. Oh, so many happy times.
About this time I was a member of the Stag Motorcycle Club, our headquarters was the Stag and Hounds, it was a wonderful time in my life, it was a great club. I recall with great affection a few of the fellow members - Bert and Mervin Higgs, Jerry Church, Johny Holliman, Wally Stevens, and many other very special people with great affection.
Ron Ponsford.
My grandfather William Forey and gran Nellie, moved to Tre Ifor, when they demolished Dare Street in Aberdare. I think it was around the 1930s or 40s. The whole street moved to these new houses, and most stayed there all their lives. My dad Richard John, or Jack as he was called, and his two sisters, Maud and Annie, born 1905, 1911, 1913. I knew most of the other families, but not by name, as ...see more