Saturday, March 9, 2013

Deborah: dead of night


My Scottish grandmother met her husband in 1916 in Edinburgh, Scotland where he was recovering from WW1, gassing and the trenches. 

They married and boarded a train to Portsmouth and at the end of that same day, boarded a ship bound for New Zealand. The ship was hove to because of German U Boats in The Channel. 

My grandmother had a change of heart or maybe a premonition and made her new husband promise that they would sleep on the boat that night, and that in the morning they would return to the auld country.

My grandmother woke to the sound of the ship’s engines. The boat had sailed in the night. She never returned to Scotland.

~ Deborah Pope

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