My maternal grandmother remarried late in life and thus Uncle Ted became the only male grandparent figure I'd ever have. He worked at the Leyton Orient football ground (in those days known simply as Orient) in the 1960s and frequently took me with him to home matches. Uncle Ted served in both wars, though, like so many, never discussed the horrors he undoubtedly witnessed - a fuller picture only emerging after his death with the discovery of his photos, papers and medals. Sadly he suffered a debilitating stroke in 1970 and passed away in 1972. Here we are in 1965.
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5 comments:
That's a great picture.
Great stuff Swede.
Happy Hammers.
JM
Lovely picture, and that perfectly cut fringe making an appearance again. Football wouldn't have been nearly as glamourous back then as it is now, but Uncle Ted would definitely have felt part of the club family. Thanks for sharing the photo.
He looks like a top man
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