Solider boy's (Lenncliffe, McStarr, Harribest)

chapter 3. Paul's P.O.V

I joined the Army when I turned 19 in July of 1961 and had my first kid Mary a month later with my girlfriend Linda, then a month after that I was sent to Moscow Russia and we had our second child Eleanor their. Linda was flying back to Liverpool to see family when the plane she was on crashed and her body was never found. a week after that I got my orders that I was being stationed in Perth Australia. 

Mary was holding my hand as we walked out of the house we had lived in since she was a baby, I was holding Eleanor with my other hand, I was still in deep morning for Linda, I hated leaving this house.

"papa, when will mama be home?" Mary asked with her 2 year old voice "darling, mummy's not coming home" I said not knowing she probably wouldn't understand but at that moment I didn't have the energy to explain. I put my guitar in the back of my car and then put my daughters into their car seats, 

I turned on the radio to nothing but shit that the Soviets listened to, I really felt bad for them because they had never heard Elvis Presley, Chuck Berry, and Little Richard. I was actually a little excited to move out of the Soviet Union because their would be real music and not just Polka music.

I called my brother Michael on our way to the airport to let him know what was happening and our new number. I had been estranged from my father for years, ever since Linda got pregnant with Mary. I didn't have any plans on reconnecting with him anytime soon. 

"Hello this is Michael McCartney" Michael said when he answered the phone "hey, It's Paul" I replied "where are you?" he asked "their moving us to Australia so were on our way to the airport" I sighed "How's Mary and Eleanor?" he asked "there ok, Mary asked when Linda's coming home this morning, broke my heart" I mumbled, we chit chatted for a bit then I hung up not know what was laying a head