My Fathers Story

                             I am slightly amazed that I am about to embark on ‘the Blog-scene’. I never expected to do a thing like this. But, if one has something to say the fear of going public can be overcome.

                                                                  

                   In memory of my much-loved parents:Inger and Lars Bratlid

                    My father was 35 years old when the German troops arrived in Norway. Along with many of his friends he joined an underground organisation called Kristian Stein. Little did they know how much suffering had to be endured before peace came in 1945.

                     I don’t intend to write a history of the second world war. That has been done by so many clever and knowledgeable people over the years. I just want to write about the effect the war had on my family and myself, and how we survived the terrible years between 1940 and 1945.

                    It was my husband’s idea. He said it would be a ‘closed chapter’ when I am no longer around, and he is right of course. I hope that family members yet to be born may be interested in great-grandmother’s life as a small child in war-torn Norway so many years ago.

                    My kind and gentle father deserves to be remembered, and I want to write about his horrendous experiences under the Nazis.

                    The information I have gathered comes from books from that era, and stories my father and his friends told me after the war ended.

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