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Pte. Arthur J. Booker
Army Royal West Kent Regiment
Back row (left to right): 1) unknown 2) Wally Symes 3) Arthur Booker, 4) unknown 5) Mick Dowling
Front row (left to right): 1) Gerry Rush 2) Dick Berryman 3) Les Botcher 4) Ginger Kett 5) Jimmy Beatle.
WHERE ARE THEY NOW?
- I joined the British Army in Nineteen Thirty-Nine
- I really did enjoy myself and thought that life was fine
- But in France I was captured a Royal West Kent
- Pride of the Army but to Deutschland I went.
- Into a big Stalag they called it VIII B
- We had breakfast, no dinner and no blooming tea
- They sent us out working we were just skin and bone
- And Mittenbruck Silesia became our new home
- There I met lots of pals t'was long, long ago
- But where are they now that's what I'd like to know
- Gerry Rush and Mick Dowling slept in the next bed
- And a fellow called Andrews he slept overhead.
- Sgt. Don Eager or Edgar I'm never quite sure
- He helped me a lot when conditions were poor
- And young Ginger Kett with his mout organ band
- Called Kat and his Kit-Kats were really quite grand
- And to all other chaps who were held by the "Hun"
- In that little old camp called E91
- If you remember ole Book and Benny his mate
- Then let's get in touch before it's too late!
This is a poem written by my Father, Arthur Booker, if anyone remembers him or his fellow POW's please get in touch.
