A Memoir. Things were different immediately following theSecond World War. Everyones father had been away and we all liked marching and uniforms. Everyones mother had been holding the country together and helping the grandparents. The author was born one year after the end of the war, suffered head injury, was troubled by dyslexia, had a funny name a significant handicap in those times and was raised by very odd parents. Teachers, Cubs and the people living next door helped him sort things out a bit, then he dipped briefly into the luscious sixties and eventually ground a path through conventional adulthood. This is a first-hand