I copy-edited a series of remembrances for a friend who was a boy during the war, in England. As well as his later recollections of service in the army. He's gone now but I have been talking with his widow about putting them up here at the Mudcat in the storytelling section of Aine's songbook. I didn't realize how much some of you might love them till I read this thread.

You'd have loved Jack. He was a fine watercolorist and his stories are as lovely and well-composed as his pictures. Jack taught me an awful lot, not the least of which was the meaning of "scrumpin'." Jack also taught me that if you are in the army and can get hold of a motorcycle from the motor pool, it is actually a lot of fun to ride it through the command building. He did enjoy the guards, too, who loved him dearly every time he had to pay them a visit.

If you'd like to see these stories when I get them, I'd hate to think you'd miss them if you aren't here at the Mudcat when I post them. If you want notification I've posted them (via e-mail), send me a message with the subject line JACK. I'll send them out when I get them.

~Susan (AKA Praise)

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