Short yarn from Lorraine Dianne Coffey ....... Patti Hayes account of her fathers reluctance to talk about his war stories, and the radio interview, was like deja vu for me. My father was in the 42nd battalion that served in Milne Bay also. He was shot by a Japanese snipers bullet that was meant for his head. Thankfully, Dad moved at that very minute, and it got him in the leg. He was hauled out of the jungle by the Fuzzy-wuzzy angels as he called them, and thats about all we know. We too had a box with a few mementoes - a grass skirt, a wooden comb and a few other odds and ends. We would beg Dad to tell us some of his war stories...you dont want to know about these things love he would say, too many awful things happened - too sad; lost so many mates; nothing you would want to remember. He would go to his battalion reunions, but he would never march on Anzac Day; I never figured out why. Dad spent almost two years in Army hospitals when they shipped him home, and we lost him when he was 55 years old. He would have been 95 years old now.
Posted on: Sun, 28 Sep 2014 03:01:44 +0000
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