Don't think they did but dad finished school and started working in the dockyard during the war. So he was thrown in the deep end work wise, he was in the home guard as well on an anti aircraft battery and fire watch during the nights.
My mum moved around a lot as Granddad was in merchant navy and on the convoys. Their house was destroyed in the Liverpool bombing and they moved back south then.
No,they were both young adults during WW2 - and were still yet to meet.My father was on active service from 1940,my mother was a secretary in an office.
Not my parents, no. But I found an article about it. Apparently the dog-tags for kids era was post WWII in the 1950s.
In February of 1952 the city of New York bought 2.5 million dog tags. By April of that year, just about every kid in the city from kindergarten to fourth grade had a tag with their name on it. Kids in many other cities like San Francisco, Seattle, Las Veagas and Philadelphia also got dog tags, allowing for easy identification should the unthinkable occur.
But educators weren’t considering just dog tags to identify the scores of dead and injured children that would result if the cold war suddenly turned hot. They also considered tattoos...
@Jenny1234 Tbh, I’m not sure if that factored into it. I always figured it was something the supervisors came up with as a way to keep kids safe if they got lost or had a medical emergency at school. Of course, now we know having that information available for anyone to find wasn’t that safe.
My Grandparents lived by the book of rations’ … hell of a time to be alive yet with all wars the great equaliser is sadly what it takes to put many things we take for granted today into its true perspective 🥀
@sarabee1995 They never mentioned it. I heard of my then 6 year old cousin being put on the back of the saddle pony and sent off to school. She went by herself.
@hippyjoe1955 I was talking to my elderly Great Aunt who was talking about my Dad, two uncles and an aunt when they were young children. My Dad who was ten at the time hitched the horse to the sleigh and went a couple of miles across country taking his brothers and sister to visit their Auntie. It was very cold that day and when they got to Aunties place the three year old girl was crying because her hands were so cold they were painful. Her next older brother not quite 5 bravely told his Aunt "I'm really cold too but I'm not going to cry".
My great, great grandparents were born in Sweden in the early 1930's and just prior to the start of WWII. I have a diary written by my great, great grandmother who remembered as a child riding the train in Sweden with her mom and sitting beside kids her own age being sent from Finland to Sweden between 1939 and 1945. They were being escorted to Sweden and Denmark by Red Cross volunteers because their mothers were either ill, had been killed or were required to work in war plants in support of the Allied Forces against the Hitler Nazi Regime.
This photo is a stark reminder of what that looked like, not only in Sweden, Norway and Denmark, but in Syria as well. This is what results when a narcissistic sociopath wants to become a Dictator and starts by imposing his fascist, White Supremest, Racist agenda onto his own country first, with others in his sights on the near horizon. America, sit up straight and pay attention.
@ArtieKat Our parents had us young during university which is why we lived with my grandparents until we were five years old as m&d finished their educations. We were a big oooops! 🤣
