I grew up during a time when my Father and his Brothers some were still suffering to some extent from their experiences during the war that had recently ended.
They are no longer alive to tell the stories but are remembered each year when the town gathers to honour the sacrifices made by so many during the wars; the names of many of which are inscribed on the Parish church walls, monuments and the old Memorial Hospital.
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