My Grandfarther was born in Perth, year
1920. As a young boy he always dreamed to be in the navy. As
most of my family feel we belong on the sea. He signed up in 1937
just before the war.
Whilst on leave he and his mates desided to have a trip to Rochdale,
England. In a shop paying for an ice cream he turned around and saw
this stunning women, her name was Nora Coxs. She took one glance at
him and started warlking up Yorkshire Street. He soon followed and
started talking to her. It took a bit of work but he eventally
talked her round to going out with him that night to the cinema.
They had a lovely time and wanted to see each other again but my
Grandfarther had to back at the ship the following day, so they swaped
address's and swared to keep in contack.
Two mounths later they were still writing to each other and saw each other
whenever they could.
Time past and world war II broke out. Nora was terrably worried
about her lover but tryed not to show it in her letters or when she saw
He was on several ships during the war. Most sank before him.
But there was one ship that he loved and would hate to have left or been
sank. That was HMS Hood. He was on that ship for several
months then one day he was ordered of it. The reason he worked with
the torpedos and his expertes were needed on another ship. Four
weeks later he heard the news that the ship had been sunk. He was
crushed. He had many friends on that ship.
When he was given leave all Nora did was cry she thourght he was on the
ship. She had no word from the Navy and because my Grandfarher was
so deverstated he didnt think to write to her.
Many years past and they were doing much the same thing seeing each other
when they could. One day when my Grandfarther came home he asked
Nora if she would like to marry him the following day. She acsepted
the offer but warned him that she would love him for eternaty. The
next day they got married at the local chirch. Nine months later two
days before the end of the war they had a son, Gerard. My Farther.
Soon followed by Malcom and Carl. They never lost that spark between
them and swared to always love each other. One day decided as a
family they would go to Scotland Perthshire to see my Grandfarthers
During the morning of the first stay My Grandfarther mayed Nura Breakfast.
Picking up the coffee he had cheast pains. Carl his youngest son
came to him trying to help, but it was a bad heartattack and he died in
his son's arms.
My Grandfarther was a very nice man, he was kind genuras and thoughtful.
The only good thing Nora (Grandmother) and our family can say about him
dying is that he died in his home where he belonged.
Our family dont think we are scots, but we do think were Celts. To
honour our ansesters we always wear Kilts on special occations and we say
the milne motto.
God Bless My Grandfarther.
Since Alburt died more family members have arrived.
Edward Milne, Rebecca Milne, Paul Milne, Louise Milne, Leane Milne, Sam
Milne. (Married in to the family)Anne Milne and Janet Milne.