Day 93 #100DaysOfOldDays

Today’s post is also linked to Charli Mills’ 99-word story challenge. In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story behind a memorial.

This handsome young man is my grandfather – my mother’s father.  

He was one of thousands of young Irish men who joined the British Army during World War II. He served with the Royal Pioneer Corps.  

In 1942 he was shot and sent home an injured man. After being vindictively branded a coward, he returned to his station in the Netherlands.  

Although the war ended in September, the Pioneer Corps continued their engineering duties rebuilding bridges and the like. On December 18^th 1945 my grandfather was shot and killed by a sniper who hadn’t realised the war had ended.  

Today’s artwork is by my brother Terry. Obviously this is who Lucy has inherited her artistic genes from!