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This story was submitted to the People’s War site by Mike Millington of CSV on behalf of Sheila Bonehill and has been added to the site with her permission. The author fully understands the site's terms and conditions. The story was originally recorded by members of the Brampton Museum Newcastle Under Lyme
Towards the end of the war my parents befriended two homesick American soldiers who became regular visitors to our house. They brought camp beds so that they could stay overnight. They treated me like a younger sister bringing me chocolate, chewing gum and balloons. I had never seen balloons before and I cried when they burst.

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