“…if those who hadn't could appreciate the sheer jubilation in knowing that this horrendous time was at last over, at least for us in Europe.”
I’ve often tried to imagine it, AOG, but only having second or third hand details of what the horrors were like I find even my (often vivid!) imagination to be somewhat lacking. I can only try to grasp what people went through for those six long years and so try to gain some idea of how joyous it must have been when it was all over.
That’s why I think it is important that people do not forget all of this just yet. Of course it will fade as all the people who went through it eventually pass on (as WW1 seems to be receding). But however hard done by many people in the UK believe they are they are they are extremely well off, safe and comfortable compared to the situation in which my parents – and millions like them - found themselves. My mother was just nine and my father thirteen in 1945). I can only imagine how they felt in 1945 having lost six of their younger years.
I just hope the government does not make a pig's ear of the arrangements. But I'm not holding my breath.