Maurice Weller, Montreal, February 1944.
[FROM Dianna] I remember this picture well. It WAS "Daddy" for me all through the war. I kissed the photo goodnight on my way to bed, every night. Barbara tells me he came home on visits. I recall one: I slept in a cot beside Mother's bed & awoke to see a man beside her. My brothers and sister came rushing in and clambered all over him. At length I climbed out of my cot and joined the fray only to be 'prickled' most painfully! As far as I recall I would have nothing more to do with stranger, telling my friends there was a German in our house! My next memory is years later when I was looking out the bedroom window most eagerly and hurtled through the bedroom door straight into the chest of drawers, smashing my doll's head against a drawer knob and running down in tears to be hugged by Dad and given a new doll. No German enemy this time. Just the Daddy I adored from that day on. Thank you for the memories. A lovely photo. Best Dad in the world.[DIANNA]
Alice Evelyn Sybil Weller, 1944
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