PG comes home.
- About
- Prologue
- My Ancestors
- Pomes
- The Crusades – 1934
- The Lion Hunt
- The New Year – 1936
- Of what use is life on earth
- The moon was in the heavens
- Spring – 1936
- Betty – 1936
- The Vision
- A Strange Experience
- The Fire
- Afraid to Die
- Devotion
- Counting Sheep – 1937
- Epic in the Morning – 1942
- Letter 1 – 1942
- Letter 2 – 1942
- Pome to Nana from Phil – 1942
- The Steeplechase – 1947
- We’ve got a new house – 1950
- Every ticking minute – 1951
- Thank You Note – 1955
- The Mare – 1956
- Poem on a Turnpike
- Plan Ahead – 1956
- First came the pot – 1956
- Limericks
- Merrily We Roll Along – 1938
- The Quilt
- Our Life Together
- Chapter 1: Thea’s Diary 1943-1960
- 1.1 Together -through 6/5/44
- 1.2 Philip at Sea -through 8/14/45
- 1.3 Together, Again -through 4/30/47
- 1.4 And Baby Makes Three -through 1/3/50
- 1.5 And Baby Makes Four -through 11/8/52
- 1.6 And Baby Makes Five -through 5/1/53
- 1.7 Long Island -through 1/3/55
- 1.8 Offers -through March 1957
- 1.9 Chicago, Here We Come -through 1960
- Chapter 2: Log of Our Travels by Thumb 1943-1944
- Chapter 3: Five Letters 1949-1956
- Chapter 5: Retirement 1991
- Chapter 4: William Prager: Personal Recollections – 1985
- Chapter 6: After 1991
- Chapter 1: Thea’s Diary 1943-1960
- The Seaman
- Letters
- Nonagenarian Natterings
- Contact
- Etc.
Four trips on four different ships with totally different crews in a year and a half. I avoided the Murmansk route! Every trip started by going to the Mediterranean. One trip went on through the Suez Canal and the Red Sea to India. The last trip got to Europe after the war in Europe was over. We loaded up stuff to take directly to the Pacific. Two days after we passed through the Panama Canal was VJ Day. We sailed on to Yokohama anyhow, sat in the harbor for a week or so, then sailed back to New York, arriving just in time for Christmas.
VJ Day! An important milestone in the world. But on our ship? We still had a load of stuff bound for Japan. We were still under signed Ship’s Articles to complete the voyage. The only difference in our lives was that we no longer needed to use blackout curtains at night. And as we sailed on across the tropical Pacific, that fresh air every night meant more than all the long-term implications that the war was over.