cause God knows, there's no drunks womanizers or thieves in England... right??? feh
Posted on 10/06/2013 9:07:11 PM PDT by MinorityRepublican
When Margaret Boyle took an American to be her husband in 1943, she was one of 70,000 British wartime women won over by their wealth and charm.
With their pay five times that of a British Tommy, and all the glamour of Hollywood around them, the servicemen proved irresistible to the many young ladies who became GI Brides.
They were offered free passage by the U.S. Army to start a new life on the other side of the Atlantic.
But many found the American dream was not what they expected as the reality of life in the States set in once their husbands were out of uniform.
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I'm sure many of the soldiers weren't too happy with their brides either.
yeah, that’s what it sounds like.
it’s why God made woman last.
No surprise that some quickie marriages don’t work out. What’s surprising is that any of them did.
When Daddy was in England he would often send back pictures souvenirs etc. One thing I noticed was a little printout telling them how to behave in Great Britain. Several things caught my attention such as not overtly displaying wealth as the British were having a really hard time even feeding themselves at times.
Also they were told not to complain about their coffee. After all, they said, they don’t think we can make a decent cup of tea. After they got over onto the continent Daddy said sure enough, the Brits would sometimes just stop and make tea.
So she has terrible judgment, then marries a truly nice guy, but lies to even him.
She is a hussy with poop for brains and family and friends who couldn't (or wouldn't) help her choose better.
It appears these women simply liked, as the story put it, that the US men made FIVE times more money than did the English men, and they came from the land of Hollywood.
They are bitc&es and the men were jerks.
I grew up in a small town on the west coast. We had two “warbrides”. One English and one Aussie. Both raised families and seemed fine. I think this is bogus. They make it sound like this happened to most of them. The two I knew it was definitely not the case.
My Swedish great grandfather married my great grandmother, in Minnesota, soon after he arrived. She had come from Sweden to America at age 8.
They eventually had 7 children, with only 4 living to adulthood. One week diphtheria killed two.
The townsmen ran him out of town, for reasons I’ve never found out about.
We have discovered to come to America, he deserted the Swedish army and abandoned a first wife and children in Sweden.
Nobody knows what became of him.
Story above spanned 1860s through early 1890s.
cause God knows, there's no drunks womanizers or thieves in England... right??? feh
Yeah, and of course everything was bliss for brides in Britain. LMAO...
Ah, but that sells books and happily ever after does not.
My dad did the opposite. He was a Royal Air Force pilot training in Arizona. Came back many years later and married my American mother. They had a happy marriage of 49 years before he passed away last February.
My dad was a RAF pilot, and unless they were actually in the air, teatime was at 1600 sharp every single day. Even the tankers and infantry stopped what they were doing for tea in the afternoon, unless the Germans were actually shooting at them.
I’m with you. I used to work with one of these “war brides” back in the early 80’s. She was a delightful woman to be around, perfectly happy with her husband and her life here in the US. We would talk about the places we had visited, the food, culture, and especially England(I’ve always wanted to visit-she said they could not pay her enough to go home-HA!) She was quite normal in every respect and I greatly cherished our friendship.
Sadly she got breast cancer and passed away in 1990.
I still miss talking with her.
It came out later that she had been a prostitute or something in Germany, and had left behind a daughter. Apparently it was rather a shock when the daughter tracked down her half-siblings and introduced herself after their mother died.
My mother came to America on the Queen Mary in 1950 to marry my father. They met when he was stationed in W. Germany in 1948 during the Berlin airlift. He played on an intramural USAF baseball team and went to England for a weekend tournament, which is where they met. They corresponded for 2 years before deciding to marry, and their union lasted 43 years until my father’s death.
Ah, but that sells books and happily ever after does not.
These books are "divorce porn" for women. They read these marriage horror stories and then rationalize their own divorces.
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