Tag Archives: Hayes family
SAM’S STORY – part 7, Me
So, here I am injecting myself into Sam’s Story! I wasn’t intending to do a part 7, but I didn’t want to leave Sammy fending for himself in that big old New York City. No, he didn’t stay there … Continue reading
SAM’S STORY, part 6 – MERCHANT NAVY
So I was off to Seaschool at Grave’s End in London, right on the River Thames. While I was there I had an attack of appendicitis. The appendix was gangrenous so I remained in the hospital for a couple of … Continue reading
SAM’S STORY, part 5 – BACK HOME AGAIN
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
SAM’S STORY, part 4 – SECOND EVACUATION
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
SAM’S STORY – BEGINNING
My name is Samuel Hayes—no middle name. I was lucky to get two names being born in the 1920’s during the depression. My parents were Thomas and Florence Hayes, lowly shop owners in Liverpool, England. My earliest memory was playing … Continue reading
OPPORTUNE MOMENT
This barber keeps overhead cost to a minimum, but his clientele seem not to care. Requirement for his business was a towel. a stool, and clippers. Since the tonsorial service was free, older grandson sits patiently while Papa Hayes sees … Continue reading
MEET THOMAS HAYES
This father’s day salute goes to Rev. Thomas Hayes, my father-in-law and spiritual leader for many years of my life. To my blogging friends who did not know him, a bit of an introduction. One of Tom’s daughters, an English … Continue reading
MY BROTHER-IN-LAW, BOB
This is a bit of my present project. Organizing Hayes family pictures along with history and stories. Bob Hayes is Sammy’s – my husband’s – little brother. He was here last week so I got some information and memories from … Continue reading
