Meeting a veteran who had a ‘colleague’
of some notoriety…
I’ve
been helping to serve lunch at the Upper Arlington Senior Center every
Wednesday for the past five to six weeks. On my first day I met a WWII veteran
by the name of John (97). I’ll never forget what he said to me, “You join our
union and I’ll protect you.” Yes, a little quirky I know, but I thought it was
sweet. Every week I watched as he always sat at the same table in the same
seat. [It wasn’t until I had worked there a few weeks before I noticed the
table was reserved for veterans.] He was always surrounded by fellow veterans (and
fans?). I once overheard them talking about their experiences during the war “…landing
on the island…” “…the food was horrible…” etc. One of the other lunch ladies
told me he was a code breaker during the war. Since Wednesday was going to be
my last time volunteering I finally struck up the courage to ask him about it.
We didn’t talk long (I had to get back to washing dishes), but what he told me
really surprised me and I only wish we had had more time to chat.
I
told him I heard that he was a code breaker during the war. He confirmed that,
and said he was in charge of a set of troops under President Roosevelt, and is
the last survivor of the 25 under his command. What really wowed and amazed me
was when he told me HE KNEW ALAN TURING!!!
Being a code breaker during the war perhaps it was a given, but I was still really, really impressed! He said the
subject of Alan’s sexuality was never discussed as it was an off limits topic,
and that Alan was an absolute genius.
John
also said he had the highest respect for all the 18 and 19 year old women (who
Churchill had recruited from Oxford and Cambridge) who worked at Bletchley Park
during the war not being able to tell their friends and family what they were
doing for the war effort. As a code breaker himself, he too was leading a
double life using a government created lie to successfully deceive his own
family and friends. One of those lies was how he lost his right eye (he has a
false eye). I’m not sure what really happened, but as far as friends and family
were concerned it involved an accident on the shooting range. He said they all
had to be trained on how to use various weapons should the situation ever arise
that they would need to call on their expertise.
Finally getting to volunteer
at a library…
I am
now one step closer to my dream of someday working in a library (for pay) after
finally getting to do my first shift of volunteering at the Grandview Heights
Public Library. I’ve been assigned to the Young Adult section downstairs which
is divided into two halves – one side for all the young readers (board books
and some chapter books) and the other half for adolescents and teens.
My
assignment was to see how many of the books I could locate from the lengthy
Pull List (books reserved by library patrons) and put them on the cart I was
pushing around. It took Rachel, one of the library employees, about 40 minutes
to give me a proper orientation, so I lost a bit of time to that. However, I
still managed to find most of the books (though I stayed a bit past my
scheduled time), which impressed both Rachel and myself. The only section I
didn’t get to was the picture books, which aren’t shelved with as much
precision as the longer ones which get filed by the Dewey Decimal system.
Hopefully next week I can actually complete the list.
Date night on Saturday (taking
advantage of the extra hour and unseasonal temperature)…
This
was one of those spontaneous evenings where I suggested we go out because it was
too warm to stay home and I had some Graeters (ice cream) coupons burning a
hole in my pocket. Hence, after dinner Andrew and I drove over and used our ‘Buy
one sundae, get one free’ coupon. He got the 1870 special (a tiny choc bundt
cake topped with a scoop of black raspberry choc chip ice cream and whipped
cream with chocolate sauce drizzled over top)
and I got the Pumpkin sundae (a
small piece of pumpkin cake with a scoop of pumpkin ice cream and whipped cream
on top with butterscotch sauce drizzled over top).
We both polished them off
with no problem and then went across the street to Half Price Books to look for
any bargains (or at least I did as I headed for the clearance section). A dozen
books and a CD or 2 later we staggered out with our overflowing book bag.
After
we got home Andrew put the headset on me so I could try virtual ping pong. It’s
every bit as difficult as playing it for real since I suck at ping pong.
However, I love the décor of the studio apartment the ping pong table is
situated in.
You can click around to see the apartment from different vantage
points, which is super cool, but you have to stop yourself from trying to lean
or sit on non-existent furniture. At one point I clicked and I was literally
standing on top of a thin beam looking down at the apartment from above. That
was a little scary, but I knew it wasn’t real.
We
ended the evening by watching the second episode of “Stranger Things” on
Netflix.
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