My dad never talked about the war. When I was teaching in Rushwick in Worcester I asked him to write a letter to my class about his war experiences. The letter that he wrote was an eye opener to myself and my 2 brothers as he never talked about the war. We have all since been visited Crete , including my son and grandson to track his journey across the island. There is a museum up in the mountains and I left a copy of the letter there.
When I took a taxi to the airport at the end of the holiday the taxi driver who had been asking me questions about my dad shook my hand and said “You must be very proud of your Dad”.
