I grew up knowing that my Granddad had served in the Navy during World War II, but that he didn’t like to talk about it. He was a boiler stoker on the HMS Shropshire, and he signed up in 1941 when he was 19. I don’t know much about his time in service other than … Continue reading
It’s almost like clockwork the way that the weekend will roll around, and Nick will say “Hey, let’s go for a drive!” I usually mutter something about needing to get things done around the house, but capitulate pretty quickly, and we all pile into the car for a trip to some previously unthought about destination. … Continue reading
