I want to pay tribute to wonderful people I have known, the wonderful country in which I live, the communities in which I have lived, the churches who have claimed me as their own, the God who sends shivers down my back when I really give him a portion of my time—well, maybe not shivers but tears flow easily in some of those most priceless times.
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I did sometimes get homesick for my family back in Liverpool. I particularly missed my little sister, Esther, with her blonde curly hair and pretty blue eyes. This picture of Esther and me was taken after I went back home … Continue reading
Fierce bombing started over again and I was evacuated a second time with the school group to Llanerchymedd, Anglesy, North Wales. My foster parents were the Prichards who lived at Berthwn, Bridge Street. Mr. Prichard was a miner and they … Continue reading