My Mother's War Wound

<p dir="ltr">This is a story about a war wound. When my mother and father were courting, they were saying good night in Iris's doorway in Invicta Road, Sheerness, Kent, one evening. Shrapnel from a dogfight up above entered and exited her upper arm, leaving large wounds. She was taken to hospital by ambulance and remained there for a week as the wound became septic. The scars are still to be seen.</p><p>My father survived the D-Day landings and the fight into Germany without a war wound.</p><p>My parents celebrated their diamond wedding anniversary, and my mother reached her 100th birthday in February, 2024.</p>