|Margaret on the right with |
another WAC in London
during the war.
I have always been fascinated with World War II both as history and sociology, but I won't go into the lecture here. And Margaret was a living, breathing encyclopedia of that period. No, better. She lived that period to its fullest. Not a week went by that I didn't spend at least one visit with her and listen to her stories. In fact, in the mid 90s I introduced her to the world of the internet and armed with her new identity, WW2WAC, she was off telling her stories to the world. At first timid, by the end of her life, she was answering some 50 or so emails a day and scanning the web for articles she could contribute to.
Margaret never had children and her husband had died about 5 years before we met. She lived on the 11th floor of a senior high rise near Vanderbilt where she kept a pair of binoculars near the big picture window in her livingroom. I'll let you wonder what she was seeing from up there. But more than anything she loved telling about her wartime experiences. She frequently spent her own money to purchase women's WWII memorbilia and then turn around and donate those items to university programs focused on that period.
|My buddy Margaret|