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Originally Posted by MrBaldBastard
We had a gardener when I was a kid who was an vet of the Western Desert Campaign and the Battle of El Alamein, he was in a tank and he'd tell hideous stories. Sadly it wasn't those stories that stuck in my brain but his yellow shaking cigarette stained fingers as he spoke.
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My great-grandfather had told mesome his memories about WW2 but only I remember for now is his small room and stong cigarete smell all around... I wish I`d remembered some of his stories...