Madam, My story is set in wartime Britain, our family lived
in The Royal Forest of Dean.
I was sent there with my mother while my father
remained in Bristol, the city of my birth, designing aircraft
engines. I lived for each weekend, when dad would arrive
home, I was his shadow from the time he arrived until he
left - maybe this is what prompted him to send me to
boarding school!
Off to The Golden Anchor in Gloucester I went, to be
outfitted from top to toe in something dad explained to
me was called a uniform. "Only a bit of a dot isn't she?"
was the unfortunate remark from the man who waited on
us. This was an understatement, Dad had to stuff my hat
with The Citizen to make it fit. "Well your yud be filled
with knowledge a'right now Elizabeth Ann." was my
Granny's remark. And so it was that I made my entrance
into St. Joseph's.
Elizabeth A Lovic,
105 College Park Drive, Monroeville, Pennsylvania
USA 15146
Email: [email protected]">[email protected]
Editor's note: The Ross Gazette is not sure if this
correspondent is referring to St Joseph's in Ross or
another school in the Forest of Dean or Gloucester.