Wars...
That was the very beginning of the first world war...
My parents had been married for a week...
My Dad had to go...
He never came back...
Nine months later I was born...
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In the big book of Plumpiemousie you're on page A, A like Alexiabeille...If you wish to dicover the other pages click on the small house...
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How sad these few lines are - such a waste of so very many young lives and so much grief for those who were left to mourn.
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