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The Airborne Museum, Hartenstein, March 2023

People I knew who escaped alive From Arnhem, the Bridge too Far, That Unsuccessful campaign Of The Second World War. But for a leg broken in practice Richard would have been there Maybe jumping to his death Through the clear still air. Captain Bill, then a glider pilot. A hazardous way of arrival Cutting down the chances Of his amazing survival. Old Alan the Para Not long passed on Who yarned over a pint About times long gone. Other people I served with, Names gone beyond recall, Shades of faces remembered, Surviving Heroes one and all. Eighty years later I’m here In a state of anticipation To tour the museum Set at its exact location.

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Date: 3/4/2023 1:13:00 PM
it's wonderful that you got to tour the museum so many years after the fact, terry! glad you're one who "escaped alive."
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Terry Ireland
Date: 3/4/2023 1:31:00 PM
Sorry if I misled you ilene. I wasn’t at the battle, being just a baby, but in the early 1960’s I served with the people I mentioned, or met them in later life. The museum was amazimh
Date: 3/4/2023 6:02:00 AM
Terry, with all my heart and respect Thank you for your service. I hope you enjoy your visit to the museum. Salute!
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Terry Ireland
Date: 3/4/2023 1:32:00 PM
Thanks Daniel - my service was in very different times, but I had the honour of meeting all the folk mentioned

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