Another photo from my father’s war album. Table Mountain in Cape Town looks like a good place to be solitary (unless you’re with troops on their way to war).
This nurse wears the military uniform of Queensland nurses who joined up in 1940 and 1941 to accompany troops to the Middle East. I don’t know her name but I hope someone sees the photo some day and recognises her.
My father praised the nurses in his poetry. And when he returned home and married my mother, he wanted their first child, my sister, to be named after a particular nurse who had cared for him in the army hospital in Kantara near Cairo.
A very thoughtful moment, taking a break from the hum drm of life.. lovely picture..;)
It’s nice, the nurse sitting alone, beside the lone tree … 🙂
She looks contemplative, doesn’t she. Perhaps she’s wondering what she got herself into…
Thanks. Perhaps she’s getting away from the hum drum of soldiers on the troopship.
I love your Nurse. She is taking some much needed time out for reflection. Very good you have these. Was your dad in the army or the navy?
He was in the army, the Australian Imperial Forces (AIF). I’m so glad you like her.
Love this old pic, Trish. 🙂
What a sweet gesture. 🙂
I’m glad you like her.
My sister has been wondering about her name all her life. It’s so unusual that she’s never found anyone else with the same name: Rothelie.
Yes, Trish – there’s something there. It would have been unusual for her (and the photographer, obviously) to have gone up there on their own, without the group.
[ Smiles ] I LOVE the black and white finish; great photo!
Thanks very much!