In Remembrance of our grandfather, George Gerard.
My Father’s Father.
Stationed in Palestine, Italy as well as other places I’m currently not aware of.
In Palestine exactly 70 years ago! (it’s so hard to believe really that it’s only 70 years ago!)
Prisoner of War for 4 years!!!
I promise…. I will never forget!! As will none of the rest of your proud family!Love you Gramps… miss you.
I believe this is on the streets of Sydney, Australia.
That’s my Grandpa on the right.
Gramps… on the far right.
Don’t have any information on where or who with.
Above is Grandpa (on the far left) in Tel Aviv, Palestine where they were stationed.
In a Cafe called Cafe Ayyia (or Alyia) April 1940.
I believe it was in Palestine where he was captured.
Sitting next to him are his mates Frank Byrnes, Eddie Noonan & Ken Donlan (in no particular order).
My Nanna Peggy was working in the radio rooms in England during the war. Through my father I’ve heard stories of how many times she had the threat of bombs. She was actually rationed (given for free) cigerettes at the time…supposedly to calm the nerves!!
My Nan died of Emphysema caused by her chronic smoking.
This photo is of my Nan & Grandpa’s wedding in England. (that’s them in the centre both with hats on). They met & fell in love during the war. Peggy left her family and moved all the way to Australia with Grandpa… must have been hard at times.
Just thinking about all this I find pretty overwhelming. I could not even fathom war for our generation! It’s amazing the feelings and emotions this kind of thing brings up in people. So intense… so human… so surreal!