[the histories: world war II]

Zee Gimon

I am Zee. I call myself the Observer because that's what I find myself doing most of the time - observe life and people around me. My blog is a Pensieve, similar to that of Dumbledore, used to keep the thoughts and random ideas that visit my brain.

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  • Wow, your post gave me chills- especially the Bible. 

    Around ten years ago I had the opportunity to visit the Holocaust museum in Washington DC.  It was haunting and so very sad.   I pray the world never forgets, so we don’t repeat that part of  history .

    Thank you for your post- these memories are costly and precious. 

    • Yeah – when I think of what it was like back then… (And I left out the real chilly pictures from that museum…)

      I truly hope and join you in prayers that the world will not make the same mistake again. 

  • Wow. Amazing stuff.

    You should check out The Secret Holocaust Diaries – it’s by a Russian who was a little girl during WWII: 

    • Will check it out sometime.

      At the museum, considering that I’ve been there countless times (more than 20 for sure…), what I like to pay attention to the most are letters from soldiers (or to soldiers). They try to speak lightly yet you can almost hear the war sounds in the background. 

      • Wow. That’s some powerful imagery.

        • I need to go there sometime and take pictures of the actual letters. Perhaps this Saturday. If everything works out, I’ll share them here. 

  • Hazel Moon

    This an insteresting and amazing memory from your history!  Thank you for taking us on this wonderful tour and for allowing us to view your Grandfathers medals.  I remember VJ day and VE day when I was about 11 years old.   A cousin of mine was lost at sea in this war.

    • Yes, it certainly affected the entire world. 

      Thanks for coming over, Hazel 🙂

  • So beautiful, Zee. And seeing the Bible there is just perfect.
    It is such a different experience from mine. Brazil did enter the war, our president sent soldiers to help the Allies, but we were most affected by the multitudes of immigrants that came here to escape the war.
    Here to São Paulo, where I live, came many immigrants from Italy and Japan, and they influenced our culture, food, etc. Most of them were farmers running away from the war in their countries. That was the closest contact we, the regular people, had with the war.
    Thanks for sharing the information and photos, Zee!

    • That would definitely influence the culture when so many are coming from all over… Our food preferences have been changed since we had so many come here to study from China and Japan (Not due to the war, though)… Now you can see sushi and Chinese food literally on every corner. Granted, I like both of those food choices, so I am not really complaining 😀

  • Mary

    Thank you for sharing. It is moving and sobering.
    Australia had a part in both world wars. Sixty thousand died in the First World War which was a great number out of a population of just two million at that time. Our day of remembrance is called Anzac Day and takes place on 25th April each year. Lest we forget.

    • Wow, 60,000! I didn’t know so many died in the WWI from Australia. 

      • Mary

        Yes, this had a very big impact on Australia. Nearly every town in Australia has a World War One Memorial. Anzac Day commemorates the dawn landing on the beach at Gallipoli in Turkey at dawn on 25th April, 1915.

  • Joanne Norton

    WOW!!  I’ve studied so much history over years, AND WWII [I was born between V-E day and V-J day, so very aware of that War], but I’ve never heard it from someone that was “there” during it.  Also, the total number of deaths.  Put together, what you posted is a real heart-toucher.  AND blessed to see the Bible.  Our Father didn’t disappear, after all, huh?    Thanks for sharing; this really made me think.

    • Well, technically I wasn’t “there” during it – but my grandparents were. 

      RE: the Bible – I was at the museum this past Saturday and they added to the display – turns out one of the Orthodox priests of that day was serving as a doctor / surgeon. So God definitely was there.

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