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Saturday, March 31, 2012

Gunner Robert Henry McBride, Stalag X1A

A story my dad wrote and I was fortunate to have published, its readable and according to my mother is really the truth.

Gunner Robert McBride


Robert McBride (centre), after liberation in 1945. Tony Powsong is on the right.


My dad is the central figure, Tony is on the right, I am not sure who is on the left.

Roy

Unit : Royal Artillery

Served : North Africa (captured)
Army No. : 1500264
POW No. : 140378
Camps : PG 78, Stalag XIA

My Days in the British Army by Gunner Rob McBride 1500264. Royal Artillery. From July 1939 to April 1945

Sketches of British prisoners of war by Ted Jones. Left to right Rob McBride of Rock Ferry, Birkenhead, Fred Seanor from Huyton, Jim/John Burrian and "Peggy" O'Neill, both of Liverpool.

My dad writes below.

I am not an advocate for war. Any kind of war causes death, suffering and untold misery. Out of war sometimes will come frustrations and laughter. This is the story of my war, or the very small part I was permitted to play in it. After all these years, I often think was it all really worth it. Why countries of this world cannot live in peace remains to be seen. The wars which have occurred since 1945 are still a reminder, are countries better off afterwards?

July 1939 on the eve of the greatest war in history, aged 20 I was called up in what was then called the first militia. Living then in Birkenhead in Cheshire I didn't have any great distance to travel to my first camp which was at Arrowe Park, Birkenhead. I thought it was great, a soldier in the British Army. I think even then we were half soldier and half civilian, for we were issued with the regulation uniform, and for walking out, were given grey flannel slacks and blue blazer. Once I was asked by a passer by which army did I belong. The blue beret which went with the walking out dress didn't help matters either! But, true to tradition we were given a hard time on how to be a soldier, we were drilled by regular soldiers who really knew their job, and after a few months of Physical Training we were really fit and raring to go. It was hard work but fun. Six months of this and back to civvy street. Little did we know in just a few short months what lay in store for us.


Read the rest of the story below.

http://www.pegasusarchive.org/pow/rob_mcbride.htm

Roy McBride

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