Visiting the Wounded in the Hospital

When the second front opened, I was still in London and I'd organize anybody that was, we had Sunday's free, I'd grab all the girls I could and go out to the Bockford (sp) Hospital to visit the Canadian section, Canadian boys coming back. And I can remember that so clearly, how badly they were wounded and how they suffered.It was just dreadful, and they were so, they were so glad to see us. I was talking to my grandson about it the other day and, "Well why did you go? " And I said, "They needed it, you know, they needed Canadian girls." And I met a boy that I'd been to his house you know, I was a friend of his sister's. The one thing that really sticks in my mind, a man who was in the tanks and he had been caught in a burning tank. He had no leg and his ears were burn off and he was in a terrible, terrible state but he was worried about his wife who was a CWAC. She was one of our CWAC's, and she got pregnant and she was going home and he was worried about her going across the sea.I think it was alright, I met her years, fifty years later at our fiftieth reunion in CWAC's. Apparently they'd had about nine children so I guess they were alright. But, you know I can still see that man lying there and still see one man cheeky as everything kind of winking his eye. He had lost one eye but he was making use of the other one. You know this sort of thing.