by andrew | Aug 25, 2017 | Cheekpoint memories, Maritime Wexford, River Lore, World War II
The day after my fathers ninth birthday, 26th August 1940, he witnessed something that profoundly marked his life. Up on the hills around the village he caught sight of his first ever German airplane which was followed closely by the dropping of bombs on the small...
by andrew | Apr 14, 2017 | Cheekpoint memories, World War II
As children in the 1970’s one of our favourite games was Cowboys and Indians. Everyone wanted to be John Wayne, or indeed Clint Eastwood as it was the era of the spaghetti western. On one occasion we were making a lasso out of some rope in the yard when my...
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