Hi
I commented earlier this evening on a song Wally performed called Annelies. Part of the comment was around the experience my mother had during World War 2, she had a fantastic time. Not everyone suffered. I've just come across this on Facebook which is an account of what a family living only 2 miles away from my mother suffered in war time. Such a different experience. In Wally's song he talks about; let's remember, but lets move on, we have a life to live. This story has the same sentiments.
A BIT OF HISTORY ABOUT OUR FAVOURITE PORK BUTCHER'S SHOP IN SOUTHWICK ROAD, SUNDERLAND, ENGLAND. In an interesting meeting with 91 year old Wilfred Taylor in May 1996 a fascinating and sad tale was revealed: "My father Leonard Schneider was born in 1877 and my mother Katerina Kraft was born in 1880. They both came to England to work in the pork butchers trade. They met in England and married in Gateshead in 1901 when they both became naturalised British subjects. My father opened a pork butcher's shop in Gateshead and they had four children. In about May 1915 I was about 10 years old and the Lusitania had been sunk by the German's. My brother, sister and I returned home from the pictures to find a mob from Gateshead smashing up our house and shop which were in the same building. Our parents had left the home and were probably seeking safety at a friends house. We didn't know what to do. A man came out of the house and punched my 12 year old sister in the face. The mob stole all of our clothes but the vicar of St James' helped us out. The shop remained closed for the duration of the war, but we still lived in the house. It was a strange situation to be in, for, although we had a German name - Schneider - we were British. My father was called up in 1916 to fight the Germans. When my father was at war a man would come to the house and shout anti-German rhetoric which frightened us all. It wasn't a very nice experience when we went for rations and other things and saw people's attitudes change when we revealed our name. After the war my father opened up the shop again and traded under the name of Schneider. When we grew up father bought pork butcher businesses for his three boys. He set me up in Southwick in 1934 when he bought the business from Charlie Maurer. I traded under my name Schneider but we knew war was coming and in 1939 my two brothers and I met to decide about our name. We were not ashamed of our German name or our heritage, but we did not want our families to experience the persecution we had suffered during the First World War. We understood that the English equivalent of Schneider was Taylor. So we all agreed to change our family name to Taylor by deed poll. I replaced the name on the shop front and although everyone in Southwick knew who we were the only trouble we had was when a man knocked on the shop window. I followed him to the Albion pub and I said I would take him to court, which I did and he was fined." Wilfred Taylor May 1996 (RIP). The Pork Butcher's shop is still in Southwick Road, although unoccupied, it still bears his name over the window. Wilfred Taylor had retired in 1970 but he allowed the new owner of the business to use the W. C. Taylor name because of the trade Mr Taylor had built up.