A poignant time
November is such a poignant time for memories and anniversaries 8th, 9th, 10th, 11th and especially 22nd November.
The 8th November regards my great uncle Pte 227 Arthur Bradshaw – when he was killed in action and never found. He had joined up on the 14th august 1914 the day war was declared. It wasn’t until two years ago that his name was added to the war memorial at Kettering 97 years after his death.
Through The Evening Telegraph and the Royal British Legion I shall be eternally grateful for their stick ability to finally cut through red tape – also through them I had paid my debt of honour to Arthur – many thanks.
9th November – Festival of Remembrance at The Royal Albert Hall – fantastic!
The 10th November Remembrance Sunday at the Cenotaph in London and a full house at The Parish Church.
The 11th November Armistice Day.
Such wonderfully supported anniversaries throughout Britain and weather to match.
One cannot sign off without recording respects for the 50th anniversary of the assassination of the late great President John F Kennedy on the 22nd November 1963 at 12.25pm GM time. The vent shook the world; everyone of that era remembers where he or she was!
John F Kennedy was the youngest elected President at 40 years old and the 35th President of the USA.
“Ask not what your country will do for you – ask what you can do for your country”
A great President – long remembered.
I attended the Armistice today (11th November) a very good attendance again, Hawthorne Road School children read poems and laid crosses. Salvation Army bugler attended then the Mayor’s Parlour buffet afterwards.