Remembering the home front during WW2
Although she was only a ten-year old child when the Second World War began with the invasion of Poland, I often think about my grandma Betty’s childhood and wonder what it must have been like. I think her childhood because like all that lived through the war years, her life was greatly affected by the outbreak of war.
Children’s education suffered: many had to limit time at school to help out at the house and this included my grandma. Grandpa Harman was a farmer and his eldest children were all women. The war was a hard time with shortages of everything imaginable: fuel, metal, staple foods – even PANTY HOSE! We are indebted to the men and women that fought and continue to fight for our principles, liberties and freedom. We are also indebted to those left behind and the sacrifices they made/make: lost time with mothers, fathers, daughters, sons, brothers, sisters. And when the conflicts end, it is the loved ones that find special ways to love, take care and try to understand those that have scars we will never see.
My grandma is a tiny woman in stature, but she is a woman of fierce pillar-like strength – a wonderful role model for her daughters (Linda Baier , Donna Scarbeau, Brenda Brown), granddaughters (Alex Brown, Jessica Strachan, Jane Scott Baier, me) and great granddaughter, Anna.