Precious Moments
by
Gypsy Joy.
Dedicated to my beloved brother who passed away much too young.
In thankful joyful memories we think about you, too, Dad and Mom.
And the veterans who liberated us.
When I read the WWII story about Mr. Warren “Whitey” Bernard from B.C. who at the age of five went with his Mom on Oct.1, 1940 to see his Dad marching off with the Regiment through the streets of New Westminster in British Colombia, Canada, I was thrilled and touched to tears when I read how the little boy let go of his Mom’s hand to run up to his Dad calling out:
“Wait for Me, Daddy”.
It made me think of my in 1940 one year old brother who just like “Whitey” also had white-blond hair until he was in his teenage years. Our little brother was so attached to our Dad that even years after my Dad who had been fatally wounded during the September 1944 liberation in our hometown in The Netherlands and who had passed away in November of that year, many years later would vividly recall stories he had heard about Dad from our Mom and the ones he remembered himself. If you did not know that our Dad had been passed away many years earlier you would never know he was not with us anymore, so enthusiastic and lively our brother in his younger years always talked about our Dad.
Our white-blond brother was a joy to be with, although our maternal Grandma did not always agree with this opinion.
“Boys will be boys”‘
reminded our Mom her from time to time. During his teenage years he sure knew how to keep us laughing.
Rest in Peace dear brother!
“Whitey” in Tofino B.C. congratulations with the bronze sculpture “Wait for Me, Daddy”. Many will be looking forward to see a picture of the unveiling in the media next year, I am sure the sculpture, just as the picture in 1940, will go viral world wide.
Enjoy the yahoo video:
