My grandfather brought home the picture of children playing and made sure to display it proudly in my grandparents’ house.
One night, while he was out on patrol, a bomb exploded in the camp where he was stationed, and detonated in the tent where he would have been sleeping. It was his great fortune that he was on patrol at that time, or he likely would have been killed. When he found out the news, he was relieved, but he rushed to the tent to see if the picture of children playing was OK. To his great delight, while most of the contents of his bag were destroyed, the picture was completely unscathed!
Let’s try to make some kids happy!
My grandmother once told me that there were many occasions that my grandfather would look at the picture, then at his sons, and would start to tear up. She said she never knew exactly why he did it, but always suspected it was because he was so grateful to be back home with them. My father told me that the felt the same way.
The picture of children playing was eventually handed down to our family after my grandfather passed away. My grandmother said she felt it would mean a lot more to my father than anyone else, and it would give her a reason to come over and visit. I had never known that picture had so much history and meaning behind it, but I have already asked my parents, and one day it will be hanging in my dining room.
Childs Play – help children in hospitals play and have fun!