Got a message from Paul Beaudet’s granddaughter.
Paul Beaudet was my grandfather.
He did not often talk about his time in the war. Perhaps he did with my mother and her brothers and sisters.
Now and then he would recollect to me the train bombings and what it was like to fly the night missions – what he would see, the cold in the plane, the waiting on something to happen and then the action when it did and how when it was all done they would fly back to the base and hang out.
We have taken his medals and awards and had them framed – a proud reflection of his service.
You can feel her granddaughter is so proud of her grandfather.