If my dad were still alive he’d be 94 on Hiroshima Day. He was born in 1920 in Dundee, the youngest with three sisters. His father, John McLeary, was a mystery man of Irish descent who died when dad was four. Very tough times, he had to leave school and earn a living early on, training to be a carpenter on the tenements going up in Dundee.
When war broke…
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