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Darling Patience

The day my mother died. SJ Dodgson MJoTA 2013 v7n2 p0808

I always thought my mother could not die, would not die, and yet she did. Aug 8, 1995 in Sydney, Australia.

I was in New Jersey, so far away from her, my husband was in Germany, and my youngest was a baby, so what I did was make bread.

I made bread every day for the next 6 months. Some my 4 children ate, some I gave away, some I froze, some was just not edible.

I had never made bread before, and neither had she. But my mother was my doctor, was my healer, and she always knew how to heal me.

Now I am left with the memory of a thousand quotes, some good photographs and some horrible ones, and the letters she and my father wrote each other when he was a young British Army officer in Burma, India and West Africa.
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Letter from British Army officer to his bride in 1945. MJOTA 2012 v6n2 p1023

Michael and Patience were married from her parents' house in Belfast, Ireland on Jan 25, 1945. Within a week, Michael was on a troopship to Burma, and he did not return for 2 years. This is the first letter Michael wrote.

Michael was 25, tall, dark. He qualified as a physician in London in 1944. He had spent the war in London at medical school. During the Battle of Britain, one of the jobs of the medical schools was climbing onto the roof of St Thomas's and watching for the German planes on their nightly mission to blow up London. In Burma, he was the medical officer for a West African regiment. I have a picture of him with them.

Patience was 29 and a tiny Irish rose. She qualified as a physician in Ireland in Jan 1940 and worked in Sheffield before coming to London on May 1944 and working at Paddington Hospital, which is now part of St Mary's Hospital, as a surgical registrar.

St Mary's was very proud of Sir Alexander Fleming realizing that molds kill bacteria, and was rationing penicillin made at Oxford University for the most valuable citizens in England: the Royal Air Force pilots. Patience administered penicillin, and also collected the pilots' urine so the penicillin could be recovered and used again.

Exciting times. This letter came out of the tranquility that Patience and Michael had managed to create for themselves when the world had gone mad.

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