A Message for Freddie

A brief, insignificant and true moment from my childhood that has left me with a memory that has haunted me for over fifty years. It came from a time when post war austerity and a large American Air Force Base cast long shadows over the small Norfolk seaside town where I lived. As adults, we forget that a child's brain sees images very differently to us; a child's memory only remembers things that are in HIS world. When my Mother added the missing parts, many years later, it suddenly acquired added significance for all those concerned.