Memory Project

Lloyd George Wilson

This testimony is part of the Memory Project Archive

Lloyd Wilson
Lloyd Wilson
Mr. Wilson (2nd from right) and his brothers (left to right): Winston (Army), Jack (Navy) and Allan (Army) in 1942.
Lloyd Wilson
Lloyd Wilson
Lloyd Wilson
Mr. Wilson poses with his Transport Company in France, 1944.
Lloyd Wilson
Lloyd Wilson
Lloyd Wilson
Mr. Lloyd Wilson is pictured here in uniform just after his enlistment in 1942.
Lloyd Wilson
Lloyd Wilson
Lloyd Wilson
Copy of original telegram Mr. Wilson's mother received after he was injured on May 17, 1945.
Lloyd Wilson
Lloyd Wilson
Lloyd Wilson
Mr. Wilson (on left) with Ron Hamer visiting the trenches at Vimy Ridge while on leave in France, 1944-45.
Lloyd Wilson
In Belgium, we had a nice place there to work in and wasn’t too bad. But then after we got moved out, the army started to move in again and we were in Germany and that’s when I got hurt.
I was stationed in Aldershot, England and they moved us to Brighton in England to be shipped overseas from there. So I was there for a couple of days and then I was placed on a boat one afternoon; and we sailed to France through the night and landed the next morning. And then from there, I was placed to a unit, a transport company. And that’s where I did mechanical work and was stationed in Belgium in a building. We went through the Netherlands pretty fast, but in Belgium, we were held up because we were heading into Germany from Belgium. So we were held up for quite a while. In Belgium, we had a nice place there to work in and wasn’t too bad. But then after we got moved out, the army started to move in again and we were in Germany and that’s when I got hurt. To make sure that my vehicles were running and you know, anything broken, you’d have to fix like. The morning that I got hurt, Sergeant Major come along; and he says, Lloyd, the truck needs a centre bolt in the front spring. So he gave me another lad, the guy that run the crane, to lift this truck up to get this spring bolt out. And so we lifted the truck up and I was in between the fender and the tire, working away to get this bolt out. And the winch let go and it come down on top of me. And that was it, broke my jaw in two places. They whipped me off into the hospital and I was in the hospital for 10 weeks for this broken jaw. They shipped me back to England to get repaired or sewed up. They tied up, my mouth right shut. I was drinking through a straw for weeks. [laughs] Fluids all the time. I got well enough and then they shipped me back to a unit down in Brighton. And I was in Brighton for a year, I guess after that. Then after that, I got sent home and I got out as fast as I could. [laughs]