This post is the first in a series from Nancy Hubener Warner b. 1937
For the last several years I have been writing a history of my family for my children. I want them to know about the different world that you and I grew up in. About the war years that we lived through that are nothing like they are living in today and about the patriots in their family who helped to save and build an America they could be proud of and feel safe in.
I was born in Sanford, Maine in 1937. I was the 8th of 9 born to my mother, the first five from a prior marriage. My father had been in the U.S. Army for years but was at the time of my birth he was a civilian. In 1942 he re-joined and was stationed in the Boston area with the rank of Master Sargent.
Sanford wasn’t far from the coast so there was a fear of a possible attack from the sea. The Coast Guard was always watching for enemy submarines. There were practice air-raids, or “blackouts” unannounced now and then. A loud piercing siren would sound and we had to turn out all the lights and pull down the window shades to shut out any remaining light. After a while another siren would sound telling us that we could go back to normal. Often, heavy armored tanks, jeeps and other military vehicles would drive through town right down Main Street in front of our house. We all ran to watch.