Page 5 - John's Story Vol 4

allotment I am sure I would have got stung again and yes off again I
would go looking for the dock leaves.

Life changes so much. With my Mother's death life changed for us all, my
father, older sister, and my younger brother. We moved into Trewarvas
with my grandmother and grandfather. Dad must have gone through hell
(sorry for using the word). But with the great help given by dear friends
from Gibson Way and the villagers from Porthleven I am sure my father
was given great support. (Tears are now rolling from my eyes.)

Trewarvas, back to where my first story started. Strange but where it
finished last time with the passing of my grandfather. There is a period
in time which I cannot remember.

Dad finished working at the docks at Falmouth and went to R.N.A.S
Culdrose, why I am not sure. Was it the hours were better for him as he
had to look after his 3 children? With the help of his mother and father
of course.

Better times came back for my Father. He was a player in Porthleven
Town Band playing the Euphonium I believe. Yes my father's life
improved. It looked that way as he was smiling, whistling. But what was he
thinking?

P.S. Sorry about my memories this evening but next time life for my
father in Porthleven was with great friends.

Dad and Mum on their wedding day