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Monday, November 11, 2013

Becoming Friends

A repost of my favourite Remembrance Day story.
Because it's Remembrance day . . .
Tangmere. History makes me cry.   (bbc.uk.co picture)

My Husby worked for Alberta Culture.
Specifically building the great museums for which Alberta is famous.
The last two museums had been announced.
One to house a collection of cars and trucks and thing that go. Or fly.
The other to showcase the horse-drawn vehicle era.
Both having to do with transportation.
In preparation for this, my Husby was sent to the UK.
They have museums.
They could offer insight.
Thus, twenty-five years ago, he went.
Taking me.
Because.
It was a wonderful, informative, exhilarating, exhausting, emotional trip.
We saw farm museums. Transit museums. Air museums. Automobile museums.
We even went to the mews at Buckingham palace and got up close and personal with the gold coach.
But one visit stands out above all of the others.
Oh, we had seen exhibits expertly assembled.
Cunningly and beautifully displayed.
Extensive, professional artwork in beautiful buildings.
And trained, informed staff.
But none of them could compete with the (then) little museum, Tangmere.
Near Chichester, England, on the site of the old RAF Tangmere Airfield, this museum was almost exclusively manned by airmen who had served there during WWII.
Perhaps that is what made the difference.
The displays came to life when your guide, who had known the showcased men personally, described them.
He had many stories to tell.
And no few tears were shed in the telling.
One, in particular, I remember most vividly.
The worker/veteran described a gentleman entering the museum.
Alone.
This man wandered from exhibit to exhibit, reading the hand-lettered cards and information.
Studying the artifacts.
Finally, he approached the desk.
"Have you a cemetery?" he asked in heavily German-accented English.
"Why yes, sir. It's just through there." The worker pointed towards a door.
"Thank you." The man went outside.
To the small cemetery directly behind the main building.
There rests everyone lost during the August 16, 1940 raid on Tangmere during WWII.
Everyone.
The visitor stayed outside for a long time.
Finally, he re-entered the building and returned to the front desk.
"Please excuse me, but I couldn't help but notice that you have buried the German dead with the English."
The man telling the story got a bit teary-eyed at this point.
"Why yes, sir," he told the man. "They were each and all someone's son."
The German visitor began to cry. Finally he whispered, "I was in the wave of German fighters who bombed you."
The Englishman put out his hand.
"Well it's nice to actually get to meet you!" he said heartily, shaking the other's hand. "And I should tell you that you and your boys made one hell of a mess!"
The worker looked at us. "I don't know what we were when he came in, but we parted friends," he said.
I cried all of the way back to our hotel.

17 comments:

  1. Oh my! Heartwarming and I too am in tears just reading this. Thank you so much for sharing again. <3

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  2. I am in tears, too. Wars are tragedies in so many ways. But so many of the individuals involved in those wars, on all sides, are good people. I'm so glad you re-posted this Diane, as I missed it the first time.

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    1. It's so true. War involves so many good people doing what they think is right!

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  3. Hit me hard the first time I read it...nothings changed.

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  4. This is so thoughtful... I didn't see this before...

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  5. I was deeply touched when I first read this posting. It proves that we are all brothers and sisters, even in war. And when the fighting stops, we clean up the mess and carry on with life, until some other lunatic decides that our friends are now our enemies and orders us into battle against them again.

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  6. That is a story to be told and re-told. So touching.

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  7. Wonderful story, just think, if not for wars, we'd all be friends. Reminds me of a story my dad told. In the trenches facing the Russians, a truce was called for Christmas Eve and Christmas day, trenches of both sides could be heard singing Christmas carols in the own languages, and shouts of Happy Christmas flew back and forth between the "enemies". December 26th it was gunfire as usual. Sad really.

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    1. I love that story! I proves that those men in the trenches are all the same.

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  8. Amazing, a very sweet story that needed some Kleenex today. Blessings!

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