USA and Canada 2000
Below: some photographs of Particia's 2000 trip to North America:
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Casualties of War
Casualties of War March 2019 Home from school on a hot summer day Silence broken by a muffled sob Cautious tread on cold hard floor, followed the sound with doubt and fear Found mother nearly by open wooden chest Clutching framed photograph of unknown man Wearing naval attire and brave shy smile Her tearstained face then turned to me He was my fiancé she sadly said Missing at sea – I gave up all hope Joined the air force – met your father The wedding came fast, just a few days ahead Guests and family from near and far An unexpected knock on her door Long lost fiancé rescued, returned What should she do? Went ahead with her new plans Numb...
All About Honour
All About Honour October 2015 Honour, in confusion and despair, has sadly unfurled it's scrolls and flown from the conscious core of many humans who longer recognise respect, dignity, loyalty, ethics, morals, patriotism, creeds, customs and commitment. My first memories of honour are of school children carrying the New Zealand flag through each classroom before Anzac Day. We all contributed our pennies and received a picture of a poppy. Honour, respect and remembrance of our fighting, fallen fore fathers is still a powerful image. I once stood on the ruins of Troy h...
True Colours
True Colours May 2017 My Irish grandmother was full of puzzling sayings - "He sees everything in black and white", or "She's showing her true colours." Was everything black and white in the olden days when you were young, Grandma? I wondered why the whole family laughed at me – after all I knew her world had no colours – what about all those albums full of black-and-white photographs in the Charlie Chaplin films she took me to see? The life back in Ireland only seemed to be black-and-white because the priests...
