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My Dad’s End To The War
“We saw the Germans attempting to blow up the bridge over the river which the GIs would have to cross. Later a tank approached over the bridge and the Germans held up their arms in surrender. White flags appeared at all the windows of the surrounding buildings. Freedom was nigh! Soon American infantry entered Colditz. […]
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PC Syd Smith, London, 1951 – From my dad’s memoir
PC Syd Smith, London, 1951 In the meantime, life went on. The Festival of Britain took place. One or two events concerned with my job stand out in my mind. I was on night duty and walking on Waterloo Bridge at 2am in the morning. I noticed a young lady looking over the parapet. She […]
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My Dad’s End of the War
On Saturday April 14th the gunfire from the west slowly moved towards Colditz. Colonel Todd was told that the camp was to be evacuated but he flatly refused. The Germans conceded but held the colonel responsible for any casualties as the result of the shelling or bombing by the Americans. On Sunday 15th April everyone […]
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Blog about my Dad – Syd in Venice
I think the most successful sections of my autobiography, My Name is Daphne Fairfax were those featuring my father – the letter of praise for Daphne I most cherished ended, “and thank you, above all, for introducing me to Syd.” At the age of 70, prompted by my brother Richard, Syd spent several months writing […]
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