If I wasn’t
at the Boy’s Club then you could find me at Carson Beach. Across the way there
was always a group of men tending to what was known as “Victory Gardens” The
men were quite jovial, kidding with each other and speaking a language
unfamiliar to me. The other thing that was confusing was that they were all
dressed alike. A drab grey-blue uniform with a huge “P” stenciled on their
backs. As a kid I couldn’t figure what that was all about so I asked. “Oh they
are from Fort McKay at Columbia Point. They are Prisoners of War”. As far
as I could see they weren’t supervised. Apparently they were so happy to be out
of the war(WWII) there was no worry that they would escape.
No comments:
Post a Comment