Volume 1 of my "Always" series, which features events such as WWI, the sinking of the Titanic, Prohibition, the Great Depression and WWII.
(Started): 9/5/19
(Completed): 26/9/19
Today Canada has declared war on Nazi Germany, and once again we're heading into another disastrous war after twenty one years of peace without it!. Stephen-Paul completed school in June, and now he's enlisted to the Royal Canadian Air Force to aid in the war effort so we're just waiting for his letter of recruitment just like Deryck and I were in 1916 when we were waiting for his letter to say that he'd been recruited by the Canadian Corps.
Monday 11th September 1939
Today, Stephen-Paul's recruitment letter has arrived informing him that he will be apart of the RAF Bomber Command along with British pilots as well, who will all be fighting against Hermann Göring's Luftwaffe. The battle isn't supposed to be taking place until the 10th July next year, but he has been called up to train with the other recruited pilots. The battle he will be fighting in nine months and twenty nine days is the Battle of Britain, which will mean he will be away from home for a long duration of time, which is quite worrying for me because like a lot of mothers during this time, we don't want to see our young sons going off and fighting in a war with no idea if they're going to make it back home alive or not. Now that he has received his acceptance letter he is to be at the National Defence Headquarters in Ottawa next Monday afternoon to prepare and train for the upcoming battle. So, that gives him a week to get his things packed and say his goodbyes to myself, Deryck, Dave, Jay, Frank and Tom. A lot of the friends that he went to school with have signed up to the RCAF as well, so at least there'll be a few friendly faces that he'll be familiar with so he's not heading out to the unknown by himself which is a relief.
Monday 18th September 1939, Stephen-Paul's Leaving Day
Today's the day that Stephen-Paul will be leaving for the National Defence Headquarters in Ottawa, which is thankfully not far away from Toronto. He will be away for training and then when the actual battle takes place it'll be a year, a month and thirteen days he'll be away altogether if they win the battle that's if. I am perturbed about my only child going off and fighting in a war, in a plane no less, never mind being an infantry soldier like his Dad and 'Uncles' were during the Battle of Vimy Ridge twenty two years ago, so I'm even more worried about him flying a plane and either crashing or being shot down by enemy fire from the Luftwaffe. From what he's read out from his recruitment letter, he will be in charge of flying a bomber plane and in charge of the rest of the crew onboard, so to sum it up he's to become a captain of an Avro Anson Mk II bomber plane which is both British and Canadian owned. He will of course learn how to fly and be in control of his crew which will take quite some time for him to adapt, well first of all being away from home for a length of time, be used to flying a plane whilst being under immense pressure when in battle and perhaps being caught in a crossfire with the enemy planes, also he will need to become adjusted to his crew. But above all the worrisome thoughts of Am I ever going to see him alive again once this is all over? I am sure he will enjoy being around his fellow bombardiers, troops, and superior officers and I'm sure he will be making his country proud as well as Deryck and I. I've reminded him that he can write to us when he gets the chance and we can keep in contact with him which I'm glad, but due to the war going on it may take a few days for letters to come and go from Ottawa to Toronto and of course vice-versa, so at least Deryck and I can keep up to date with Stephen-Paul and how he's coping with being away from home for so long. We will miss him of course, because he's been with us for eighteen almost nineteen years so it's good for him to go out and explore the world on his own, all the while knowing that Deryck and I will be here waiting for him to come back once he gets this forthcoming battle over and done with, if our side wins that is. His RCAF uniform consists of a navy blue jacket with a pilot's ensign on the left hand side, trousers of the same colour and an officer's cap with the symbol of the RCAF, also in the same colour as the jacket and trousers. So, how he's travelling to Ottawa I think it'll be the train that he takes up there, it'll take him four hours and fourteen minutes to get there.
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The I.V. and your hospital bed This was no accident This was a therapeutic chain of events
This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital It's not so pleasant And it's not so conventional It sure as hell ain't normal But we deal, we deal
The anesthetic never set in and I'm wondering where The apathy and urgency is that I thought I phoned in It's not so pleasant. And it's not so conventional It sure as hell ain't normal But we deal, we deal
Just sit back, just sit back Just sit back and relax Just sit back, just sit back Just sit back and relapse again
Can't take the kid from the fight take the fight from the kid Sit back, relax Sit back, relapse again Can't take the kid from the fight take the fight from the kid Just sit back, just sit back
You're a regular decorated emergency You're a regular decorated emergency
This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital It's not so pleasant. And it's not so conventional It sure as hell ain't normal But we deal, we deal
The anesthetic never set in and I'm wondering where The apathy and urgency is that I thought I phoned in It's not so pleasant. And it's not so conventional It sure as hell ain't normal But we deal, we deal
Can't take the kid from the fight take the fight from the kid Sit back, relax Sit back, relapse again Can't take the kid from the fight take the fight from the kid Just sit back, just sit back Sit back, sit back, relax, relapse Sit back, sit back, bababada You can take the kid out of the fight
You're a regular decorated emergency The bruises and contusions will remind me what you did when you wake You've earned a place atop the ICU's hall of fame The camera caught you causing a commotion on the gurney again
You're a regular decorated emergency The bruises and contusions will remind me what you did when you wake You've earned a place atop the ICU's hall of fame The camera caught you causing a commotion on the gurney again
Can't take the kid from the fight take the fight from the kid Sit back, relax Sit back, relapse again Can't take the kid from the fight take the fight from the kid Just sit back, just sit back Sit back, sit back, relax, relapse Sit back, sit back, bababada You can take the kid out of the fight
The I.V. and your hospital bed This was no accident This was a therapeutic chain of events ———————————————————————— All rights go to: Panic! At The Disco Written by: Ryan Ross and Spencer Smith —————————————————————
