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Well George we made it through that raid. I hope the Germans arnt looking for more. We'll have to hold the reception out in the court yard What court yard Gene?  It's a giant foxhole. I hope Mr Dalton had thought to grab his camera. He bought a leica   it's worth his house Gene. I can't believe it!  A German camera taking our moment. Oh God Gene they almost took our life Mite as well smile George   Not even in America my love! Not until we reach New York.
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Nov 14, 2018
Nov 14, 2018 at 1:12 AM UTC
Marriage in a bombed out wedding chapel (Belfast Ireland 1942)
Well George we made it through that raid. I hope the Germans arnt looking for more. We'll have to hold the reception out in the court yard What court yard Gene?  It's a giant foxhole. I hope Mr Dalton had thought to grab his camera. He bought a leica   it's worth his house Gene. I can't believe it!  A German camera taking our moment. Oh God Gene they almost took our life Mite as well smile George   Not even in America my love! Not until we reach New York.
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Nov 14, 2018 at 1:12 AM UTC
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