Letters to Sunday Telegraph relating experiences of Victory in the Pacific Day, 1995 - Part 1

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Second World War, 1939–45
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This picture was taken in Hyde Park.

We worked for R.C. Hagon (Tailors) in King

St, and were given the day off after

it was announced the war was over

Hyde Park was full of people celebrating

Mrs. C. Butler

 

ARMY NO WAS NF455414.    MRS. L. SMITH
THese ARe my 3 BeST FRIeNDS IN THe

A.W.A.S. We JOINeD TOgeTHeR ALL

AgeD 19 to 20 YeARS. 70 ^NOW We HAVe SINCe

LOST TOUCH OVeR The YeARS & I woulD

Love TO see & HeAR FROM THeM AgAIN

We SeRVeD TOgeTHeRr. So PLeASe PRINT THIS SNAP.

The DAY WAR eNDeD IN PACIFIC WAS

OUR GReAT DAY OF ALL

My STORy IS THAT WE gIRLS HAD

A PeT KANGeROO IN OUR CAMP AT

WAggA WAggA A The ARMy CAMP IN

K. (STILL THeRe The CAMP) We ALL

TOOK heR TO The SARg Mess ^FOR gIRLS & BOYS

TO CeLeBRATe MOST OF The BOYS PLUSS gIRLS

HAD A FeW TOO MANY ALL SINGING &

DANCING. SO OUR PeT JOeY gOT IN The

MOOD ALOS & HAD 4 DRINKS FROM ANYONe

WHO WOUlD gIVe iT TO him. He gOT UP ON THe

LARGe LONg BAR & DID The BEST DANCe KNON

He gOT SO FULL He FeLL ASLeeP SO WE DReSSeD

HIm UP IN A gIRL UNIFORM & PUT HIM IN

The D.S.M. BeD

WeLL he THOUgHT he HAD WON The JACKPOT

wheN he WeN'T to BeD. JUSTIMAGINe HIS

SHOCK TO FIND A DRUNK KANGeROO THeRe

INSTeAD OF A ReAL GIRL.

Hope yOU PRINT THiS IT WAS VeRY FUNNy

& iT ReALy HAPPeNed. THIS IS My VP DAy MeMORy

L Smith

 

MRS G. TRENHOLME
PHONE
RE ATTACHED PHOTO

MRS GLORIA TRENHOLME (NEE FAVELL) FAR RIGHT

CELEBRATING THE END OF WAR WITH FRIENDS

THEY ALL WORKED FOR W.C. DOUGLAS, AND LEFT
WORK ON HEARING THE GOOD NEWS
PLEASE RETURN PHOTO
Thanks.

                                  

Where were you

I was in Pitt St I worked

at McGraths grocery store we covered

the street with toilet rolls from

the store then we went to Hyde 

Park we couldn't get a drink 

anywhere so our friend went into

a Pub had a drink & brought

the glass out if you look close

enough you'll see the bulge 

under his coat the blonde was Val

I can't remeber the guys name

in May we went on board the 

aircraft carrier Shangri-La. 

in the paper next day they 

said there were that many girls

no enough sailors to go round.

My girlfriend & I went home with

 

12, saftey in numbers we said

It came into Sydney about

20 years ago before it was to be

broken up the Captain sent me

so many things from the ship 

he wished Id been in touch

before they sailed but VP day I

shall never forget you couldnt

see the trams they got covered

with anything the crowd could 

find so I am sending you

a precious photo. the poor Aussie

soldiers were always broke so

we took under our wing these 3 boys

at Luna park Dick the middle 

one I wrote to

at the back of Dick is a grass shirt

he sent me made out of Parashute

silk dyed with those yellow tableds

I dont know what happened

 

to him after the war I think he

came from Queensland.

 

Joan Hankinson

POSTCODE

 X3

 

PROO625

Australian
War Memorial


  

19.7.95

Dear Sir,

Please find enclosed my "Memories of

V.P. Day August 15th, 1945." In this year of

"Australia Remembers" many memories of the war

years come flooding back but naturally the

day World War II ended stands out vividly

in my memory.

I am enjoying reading the articles & stories

in the Sunday Telegraph. Many survivors of the

War have great stories to tell but it is most

significant that no one wants to talk about

the Prison Camps etc. I'm sure they wish

those memories could stay buried.

Thanking you for the opportunity to share my

memories with you. Unfortunately I have no 

photos of VP Day.

Yours sincerely

(Mrs) Pam Harvey

 

July 19th

1995
To whom it may concern,

I remember V.P. day very well!

I was fourteen, living in my

home town - Tamworth - & my

classmates & I were to have a

Business Principles test that day at

our Alma Mater (the Dominican

Convent.)

Rumours were rife that

peace was declared - but they were

rumours only. One of the above

mentioned girls' father was Post Master,

& he had told his daughter he 

would not hoist the flag until the

long awaited news was OFFICIAL.

Needless to say there were

approx. fifteen girls hanging out

the windows of our classroom. All

eyes "GLUED" to the P. Office tower.

There it was!!!! The most

wonderful sight - our flag raised

Well! there were screams, squeals,

hugs, kisses, sliding down bannisters,

the belt was broken, the dear nuns

joining in the exciting furor. God's 

ears must have hurt as we all

screamed "THANK YOU!"

 
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