Tuesday 19 May 2015

Chapter One Continued...............

There were no excuses; his youth and fitness immediately secured him an overseas posting. Exoneration for the suitable or most of those unsuitable for battle in this troubled period was a rarity. He was required to attend active military duties in Britain and South East Asia and flew on many bombing missions over German territory.
In their early years of marriage Ted spent a lot of time away from home which meant Rene had to experience alone the terror and intimidations associated with war. Maybe generated within all of us during times of turmoil is a hidden strength injecting a survival temperament, but for Rene and probably many more, such an injection could not remove the fear associated with the sound of each bomb whistling on decent, the doubt and uncertainty as to the location of the next ‘hit’, and the horrifying explosion after explosion getting closer and closer. The terror associated with the unknown and the loneliness created a type of psychological paroxysm, but as most, she had to remain resilient, deal with it and treat each day anew.
Onwards of 1943 it was even worse, Rene’s stamina and courage was severely tested because her first child was born; a daughter whom she named Zoe. An unexpected added responsibility while basically operating as a single parent meant the safety and care of a newborn would need to take precedence over self. It signified grave concerns and dictated the need for different attitudes towards daily survival, because of this she turned even more-so than usual to her mother for extra support.
Pictures and tales of their life in England tell of Zoe’s childhood. She was part of the lower class of society as expected of mainstream England at such a time of unrest, but she was still portrayed as a well spoken girl and carried a petite shape, her face fine and skin fair, both encased in long light chocolate brown hair. She was starting to develop into a young lady even at the tender age of eight. Her attire was usually draped in old hand-me-downs but as all young girls she valued the times to display a neat appearance; strutting in long blue ankle length cotton dresses with spots (she was crazy about spotted clothes), full puffed sleeves with chocking white necklines, and frills around the hems of variety in colour to enhance the dullness of available fashion. I was told she treasured those dresses, wore them at every possible occasion, and sometimes carried a complimentary bone and white frilled parasol. Zoe attended school in Woolwich. She enjoyed her studies and was an excellent student, always showing determination and ambition in regard to her schoolwork, and she proved responsible at home by voluntary helping with daily household chores on weekends and after class.
But Zoe was just one of all of England’s children who were excluded in the tutelage of enemy ambitions, and Germany was never going to relax its campaign in Hitler’s attempt to overwhelm England for her or anyone else. As the war progressed Germany declared an all out assault on London and its surrounding areas with the launch of the ‘V-1’ in June 1944, and in September of the same year they unleashed the ‘V-2’; these jet propelled flying bombs, commonly known as the ‘Buzz’ bomb or ‘Doodlebug’ caused overwhelming devastation. Of the 10,500 ‘V-1’s’ and ‘V-2’s’ propelled towards London about half found their target and lucky for Rene and Zoe the house they occupied was never in line of a direct ‘hit’.

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