In 2015, I was very moved when I received the news that this monument in memory of my father, Maj. Roman Proszek and his school friend, Captain. Marian Jurecki, will be placed in Str\u00f3\u017ce. There is a connection between the Father and the Home Army. My mother, late Senior Sergeant Zofia-Hanka Proszek, n\u00e9e Siemaszko, was a Home Army soldier and took part in the Warsaw Uprising, after which she was in the Oberlangen and Wilhelmshafen camps. The 1st Armored Division liberated Wilhelmshafen, but the parents met only in 1950 in Canada.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And now some of my memories about my father – Major Roman J\u00f3zef Aleksander Proszek. Memories that are very connected with the 1st Armored Division. In 1972, when I lived in France, I had the opportunity to visit Normandy and ride the route of the 1st Armored Division from Arromanches to the border of Belgium. But this was not the first time I visited these battlefields and the cemetery in Urville-Langannerie.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
As a little girl on a farm in Canada, I had many opportunities to eavesdrop on my father, the late. Major Roman Proszek, when he and his friends discussed the war and pre-war years, and their fate in the West.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For me, it was lesson outside of history classes at a Canadian school. Year after year, cordial and touching meetings, friendly meetings, dinners and reunions were organized by the Association of Soldiers of the First Armored Division. Reaching back, I can confidently say that for me these were history lessons about World War II. When I was a student at university, I myself took part in these discussions about the Battle of Falaise, military training in Scotland, how many tanks were lost at Maczuga, etc. I can also write volumes about the history of the Association, which was founded in England. The group in Canada was organized in the 1950s. My father was the president of the Association from 1969 until his death in 1985.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I want to share with you some fragments of my memories, because they are my favorite memories about my Father:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I would like to share a poem I wrote when I was living in France in 1972 and had the honour of being given a tour of the route taken my father from Caen through to the borders with Belgium.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Jeszcze jeden raz \u2026<\/strong> One More Time \u2026<\/em><\/strong> Jeszcze jeden raz p\u00f3jd\u0119 do lasu, gdzie ptaki dzi\u015b \u015bpiewaj\u0105, One more time I\u2019ll stroll through woods where today birds sing,<\/em> Jeszcze jeden raz chc\u0119 i\u015b\u0107 t\u0105 drog\u0105, kt\u00f3ra prowadzi od pla\u017cy Juno do Arromanches One more time I will walk the roads from Juno Beach to Arromanches,<\/em> Jeszcze jeden raz niech zimne wiatry och\u0142on\u0105 gor\u0105ce iskry uczu\u0107 One more time let cold winds soothe hot sparks of emotions<\/em> Prosz\u0119, chod\u017a ze mn\u0105 \u2026 Please come with me \u2026<\/em> author: Iwona Proszek-Mooney<\/p>\n\n\n\n source of information: Personal documents held by Iwona Proszek-Mooney augmented with information obtained through online sites<\/p>\n","protected":false},"featured_media":691,"template":"","kraj":[46],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/maczek.wirtualnemuzeum.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/powojenne-losy\/690"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/maczek.wirtualnemuzeum.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/powojenne-losy"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/maczek.wirtualnemuzeum.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/powojenne-losy"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/maczek.wirtualnemuzeum.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/691"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/maczek.wirtualnemuzeum.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=690"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"kraj","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/maczek.wirtualnemuzeum.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/kraj?post=690"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
Jeszcze jeden raz przejd\u0119 si\u0119 drog\u0105 moich wspomnie\u0144.
Chod\u017a ze mn\u0105 …<\/p>\n\n\n\n
One more time I will walk the road of my memories,<\/em>
Come with me \u2026<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
a wczoraj czo\u0142gi do bitwy d\u0105\u017cy\u0142y.
Jeszcze jeden raz przejd\u0119 si\u0119 przez polany, gdzie mn\u00f3stwo mak\u00f3w kwitnie,
dzi\u0119ki rozlanej krwi \u017co\u0142nierzy, gdy walczyli o wolno\u015b\u0107 – w\u0142asn\u0105 i innych.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n\n
and yesterday tanks rumbled to battle.<\/em>
One more time I\u2019ll stroll in fields where poppies flourish aplenty<\/em>
thanks to spilled blood of soldiers as they fought for freedom \u2013 theirs and others.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
przez Falaise, Chambois, Mont Ormel, Breda.
Przez doliny i wzg\u00f3rza, pola i wsie
Do bramy Oberlangen, do Wilhelmshafen,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
through Falaise, Chambois, Mont Ormel, Breda.<\/em>
Down through valleys and forests, fields and villages<\/em>
to the gates of Oberlangen, to Wilhelmshaven.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
gdy staniemy przed bia\u0142ymi krzy\u017cami,
ostatnie miejsce wiecznego spoczynku wielu dobrych dusz.
Dzi\u015b \u0142\u0105cz\u0105 nas wspomnienia tych lat –
ju\u017c tak dalekich, jednak bliskich serc naszych.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
as we gaze upon rows of white crosses,<\/em>
the final resting place of many brave souls.<\/em>
Today we are linked through past memories<\/em>
so far away yet dear to our hearts.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
Przejdziemy si\u0119 \u015bcie\u017ckami naszych wspomnie\u0144,
aby z szacunkiem podzi\u0119kowa\u0107 tych, kt\u00f3rzy s\u0105 z nami,
i po\u017cegna\u0107 tych kt\u00f3rzy, \u015bpi\u0105 wiecznym snem.
Chod\u017a ze mn\u0105 …
jeszcze jeden raz\u2026.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
We\u2019ll stroll down memory lane<\/em>
to respectfully thank those who are still with us<\/em>
as we bid farewell to those in eternal rest.<\/em>
Come with me \u2026<\/em>
one more time \u2026<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n