It was Battle of Britain Day yesterday but I was too busy being maudlin and depressed to mention it. But that would be to do my Dad a disfavour.
Alexander Walker Hamilton
Born 23 AUG 1922 • Breich, West Lothian, Scotland
Died 24 DEC 1980 • City Hospital, Edinburgh, Scotland
He was actually too young to have been in the Battle of Britain but he was called up to the Royal Air Force shortly after and spent six years fighting Hitler so you lot could swan about drinking artisan coffee and moaning about how hard your lives are.
Alexander Walker Hamilton 1922-1980 (Royal Air Force 1940-1946). My Dad.
A short, moving service marked 76 years since the first Battle of Britain Day took place on the White Cliffs at Capel-Le-Ferne, Kent on Thursday.
Each year on September 15, members of the public gather at the site to pay their respects to the sacrifices made by RAF aircrew in 1940. The service began after a Spitfire flew overhead, and visitors gathered at the memorial site heard a delivery of Winston Churchill’s famous speech about The Few.
Battle of Britain Day is marked on 15th September each year to commemorate the defining battle in which the RAF repelled the German Luftwaffe’s largest major assault on London, 76 years ago.
The first battle to be fought almost entirely in the air, the Battle of Britain took place between July and October in 1940. Around 1,500 aircraft are thought to have taken part in the aerial warfare, in which men from New Zealand, Poland, Canada and Czechoslovakia fought alongside British soldiers.
Seeing as how it’s that time of year, i thought I’d scan in some stuff from my Dads service during World War II, when he did his bit against evil Adolf and his German minions.
Here’s his service medal, along with the box it arrived in, and the letter from the Air Ministry.
And here’s what I assume was his cap badge, and some sort of lapel thingy.
Like most men of his generation, the war was a bit of a closed topic, although I think he spent most of his time riding motorbikes round England, very, very fast (he was a despatch rider in the Royal Air Force).
Whatever, he still did his bit. Respect.
PS: I now have his service records, which have been redacted for “reasons of National Security”. Ooh!