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It's ten years today since my father died. It's hard to believe it's been so long. After the first few years I stopped thinking "I must remember to tell Tom that next time we speak," although I still think "Tom would have loved that, I wish I could tell him," and probably will all my life.

Anyway, this seems like the right time to post the last of the letters he wrote to his brother during the war:

On leave in Palestine )
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989689 LAC Rogers
RAF Station
Carthago Sudan
26.10.42



Dear Ralph,

I suppose my visit to Palestine will be old news to you, but although it is two months since I left camp I still think of it as an important acheivement. Going on leave is a most complicated manoeuvre, before departing I drew rations for six days and then placed myself at the mercy of the R.T.O. for almost a solid week of travelling.

On the train )


Steamer down the Nile )


Train again )


The Promised Land )


Leave in Tel-Aviv )

Day to day existence is so drab and monotonous at camp that I could write page after page describibg this red-letter fortnight, but at that rate this letter would neither be finished nor posted. My leave ended as they alwys do and I repeated my marathon railway journey, without this time arriving at such a happy place. Life at camp since then has been merely a succession of Monday mornings. Already I am looking forward to the next time. Perhaps then I shall be able to meet Ted, that will be an event which will make the Livingstone-Stanley episode look like a mere incident.

All for the present, Ralph, I have no recent news of any importance but will try to keep you better informed in future. Meanwhile your letters are always especially welcome, so do not forget to write as often as possible.

Love to Edith & the family,
Best wishes,
Tom



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989689. LAC. Rogers
R.A.F. STATION
CARTHAGO,
Sudan.

7.8.42



Dear Ralph & Edith,
Many thanks for your long letter of April which has arrived here. News from home has fallen thick and fast, the latest item being that David and Phoebe are to marry on the 24th. I suppose everyone will be as pleased as I am about this. My only regret is that I could not be present at the ceremony. This piece of news came from Freda via an airmail p/c, the quickest form of mail from England. She is now at the North Staffs R.I. (?) but she has joined the Princess Mary's Nursing Service and expects to be enlisted in the Air Works this month.

Ted must still be on his way out, if he is lucky he will spend some time at a S.A. port, but I hope to have news of him within a few weeks.

Sorry to hear of your attack of influenza, it is a very unpleasant illness. Convalescence is, however, a delightful period when one can laze without being pricked by a guilty conscience and read books which normally one would be too busy to look at.

Quite a few papers and some books have arrived from home so that I have reading material to last me awhile. The papers of course are rather stale but they do help to fill in the gaps left by the BBC news.

I have just finished reading The Poacher by H.E. Bates, and found it very enjoyable. It deals with the life of a poacher who was a young man in the '80s. His father is a wonderfully drawn character and the book loses a lot of its interest after he is shot by a keeper. It was surprising to hear the hero say he could be hanged for poaching and gaoled for even making a snare.

The station cinema continues to give its shows thrice weekly but seldom rises above a 3rd rate program. Two notable exceptions were Mice & Men and Dark Victory both of which I enjoyed, although both were badly cut and suffered from the projection breaking down a dozen or so times.

Last week we had a lecture on "Current Affairs" by our Intelligence Officer. This was the first of its kind I had heard in the RAF and was interesting although nothing new came to light. The discussion which followed was very free and animated and centred around the issue of the 2nd Front.

The weather has been showing signs of initiative recently with brilliant storms of thunder and light[e]ning (sic) and downpours of rain. This helps to break the monotony but the rain usually holds back the trains so that we get no mail for a few days.

I must close now. How is the baby? I look forward to getting some snaps and hearing a lot of news about her progress.

Love to all,
Tom





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989689 L A C Rogers, T
S.H.Q R.A.A. Station
Wadi Seidna
Sudan
2/2/42



Dear Folks,
I was delighted this morning to get your two airgraphs full of the Xmas news. They were both quite clear and I think 20 lines of mother’s hand gives a good result. It must have been wizard on Xmas Day with Phoebe and all the family at home. I am glad the sugar and tea came to a good end. You refer to Ted shooting, Is he in the army or only in the H.G. and what is this flat Enid is fixing? Your reference to the Farnham visit last year has made me properly homesick for the "Happy Heron" (as Phoebe calls it). News recently mentions snow in England, did you have a white Xmas?.

Sorry to say I am writing this in hospital (what again! I can hear you say). In my letter last week I said I would write Ruth the same evening but as I did not feel too good I scrubbed round it and went to bed. Next morning I felt worse but managed to carry on with my work until lunch time when I went on a special sick report. As I was running a bit of a temp. the sick-quarters people put me to bed right away. Next morning I had the doubtful pleasure of an hour’s ride across the desert in an ambulance to hospital.

Apparently I have had a short attack of dysentery and can realise why Rhett Butler made all that fuss about it. However, it is now well under control and I expect to be back to camp within a day or two. Yesterday I was up for two hours and today for four, quite like old times. Tomorrow I expect to go to the palace for tea at the invite of the gov., apparently quite a regular thing here. Dont I get round? I do not quite know what sort of tea or company to expect but I anticipate being able to look round the palace grounds and they look very fine from the outside.

I have had good attention here and altogether the hospital is quite pleasant, although not to be compared with my So African homes from home. I have been scanning with doubtful eyes the monstrous blue uniform I shall have to wear tomorrow, complete with unbleached shirt and red tie- it should at least frighten the palace guards.

Mother seems to have a strong inferiority complex where her letters are concerned - why I dont know - anyone who can mention geese bigger than ovens and plum puddings as good as last year's has obviously grasped the right line to take with the troops, and I have certainly uttered nothing but appreciation of her letters. Now I must apologize for my own scrappy effort but plead lack of my usual facilities.
Aint I glad to be rid of my dys.

Love to all,
Tom.




There are some explanations here about these letters: Ruth and the "Happy Heron" are completely mysterious to me, I never heard my father mention either of them. I never heard him mention Rhett Butler, either, but that one, at least, I can work out...
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989689. LAC. Rogers
S.H.Q. RAF. STN.
WADI SEIDNA.
18/1/42 SUDAN.



Dear Ralph & E.,

Your two letters dated May & July '41 arrived whilst I was in Egypt together with a large bundle of mail which had accumulated whilst I was in Durban. It was great to get all these letters and reading them to be able to fill in all the gaps left by the mail I got in hospital. However, much time has passed since July and John must by now be almost ready to celebrate his 3rd b./d., I am afraid he will be going to school before I get home. Both mother and Freda have kept me well posted and now that David & Phoebe are engaged (a piece of really good news) I expect to hear even more of Farnham. I have not, of course, heard directly from Ted, but apparently he is doing well, working hard, and Mike is in the running for the title of the world's most lovely baby.

The journey down here was both long and interesting, in all I travelled about 1,800 miles from Cairo, by train and river steamer. The trip down the Nile was very pleasant as the immediate Nile valley is the only part of Egypt which has any value. We paused for a few hours to see the Temple of Ramesis II which is cut out of the solid rock cliff. About 4,800 years old it contains the carved rock bodyguards of the King and the walls are covered with carvings & writing depicting the King’s triumphs and victories. It seemed the sort of monument Hitler would like to leave to impress his greatness on the succeeding generations, but he is more likely to end his days breaking rocks than carving them.

This camp, at which I arrived after travelling for 4 days has advantages which are not usually found in these parts. It was formerly an agricultural college and we have good billets, a swimming pool, and a few yards of carefully irrigated lawn. The work seems strange after almost a year's inactivity but I imagine I shall get into the way of it soon. At the moment our hours are from 6 - 8 am, 9 am - 1 pm, and 2 - 4/5? pm, but soon it will be too hot to do any work in the afternoon and then we shall have to work in the evenings.

I spent the last 3 minutes trying to tell a native to scrub the floor of this office. As he did not understand English and as my Arabic is at present limited to about 3 words it was difficult. At length after much mimeing and much use of the operative word "moya" (water) he caught the drift and got mobile.

The biggest trial here is being completely cut off from the rest of the world. Even the war seems remote and I have not heard any news for three days. Then we were falling back in Malaya & the Russians were advancing in the Leningrad sector.

Sorry this letter is so short but it has the advantage of being fairly speedy.

Looking forward to your next letter.
Lots of love to you all -
Tom




This is another letter from my father to his elder brother Ralph and his wife Edith; he had been transferred north from South Africa, possibly on compassionate grounds, as his brother Ted (also mentioned in this letter) was in hospital after being badly burned. David (engaged to Phoebe) was yet another brother. Only the eldest brother, John, is not mentioned.
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989689. L.A.C. Rogers.,
Red Cross Hospital,
Epsom Road,
Durban,
Natal,
So. Africa
2.9.41



Dear Ralph & Edith,
I am afraid it is a long time since I wrote to you but I suppose my letters to Athol Rd. are passed round the family so that you will not have been worrying unduly. I have two good excuses, first that whilst in bed, writing was physically difficult, and since I have been up time passes so quickly that letters get missed in the rush. I have, however, made a point of writing home fairly regularly and I hope that by now at least some of them have arrived safely.

Up to the present I have not had any mail since I left England but I live in daily hope of some arriving. Last week I sent a cable home to make quite sure that you knew I was safe "across the water".

I can get about quite well now although I tire easily and a walk of 300 yds. is about my limit in one stretch. Things are going so well that I will [be] discharged from hospital in a week or a fortnight's time at the most. Then I hope to get some leave which I have arranged to spend at Margate, a little holiday town a few miles from the coast.

Durban is a pretty town and now that I can get about I am learning to appreciate it. It posses[ses] some good buildings, principally large blocks of flats and big hotels which viewed from the sea give the town a "New York" sky-line. The winter climate is wonderful, each day being like a perfect English summer day. Unfortunately the summer is hot and wet, but I suppose I will have moved nearer to the scene of operations before summer arrives.

I have made some good friends here and I shall be sorry to leave when the time
comes. The people of Natal are extremely "British" - more so probably, than the average Englishman and they excel themselves in their treatment of service men. Possibly the existence of a large 5th column - the "Odessa Brandwag" a Afrikaanse Fascist movement - makes them doubly patriotic.

Today is the last of two years of war. It hardly seems that so much time has passed when I think of pre-war days. We commence the 3rd. year with Russia as our ally and this more than makes up for all we lost in the early days of the war. I manage, with the aid of newspapers, to keep up with the war news but I do not hear so much of the "home front" so please do not forget to speed a few letters this way.

The dinner-bell is ringing so I will close now and write later when I have more news.

Love,
Tom



P.S. Have you a photo of baby John you could send me - he must be growing up by
now. TR

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