My Mum.

Just look at my beautiful mother...here she is, about 21 years old, in her uniform. Below, you'll see her a little more casual, outside of the barracks with her gigantic camera. She was a military photographer. I remember so well the brilliant flash of those cameras and the "whoosh" sort of sound the bulb made as it basically burned out. Imagine, each time you used a flash picture, you had to replace the bulb, and then you had to hide in the dark to change the film. She developed her own photos though, so at least we didn't have to wait.

This is one of the covers of the military magazine. My mom took the picture, plus that is her in the photo. Just think, that was Remembrance Day 55 years ago today.