History is my thing. Especially American history. It brings me great joy to immerse myself in primary sources such as census documents, photographs, maps, and, especially, letters.
This blog was inspired by my love of history, and of individuals’ experiences of history. What was life like “back then”? I want to know what people did at home, at work, in school, on vacation. The usual history that is taught doesn’t capture my imagination, but social history does. I discovered this fact in college.
With this blog, I will strive to share primary sources, first person accounts, and the personal side of history—what it was like to live during a certain time, in a certain place. I hope to eventually cover more general historical artifacts, but I will start with something personal.
We will begin with an interesting time in world history, the short time between the end of World War II in 1945 and the forming of two German states in 1949. I will cover my great grandfather’s experience in Germany in 1946.
Soon after V-E Day, various Allied governments probably had some kind of plan in place for helping Germany get back on their feet (or, rather, for guiding their recovery in an Allied-friendly manner). So our government, and others, sent over military forces, and plenty of civilians, to help rebuild.
My great grandfather, Arthur B. Holmes, an architect, was one of them. For a year, he sent my grandmother letters from his time over in Germany, and she kept them all. Her sentimentality now benefits us all.
Arthur’s time in Germany (and his journey over there) began almost 70 years ago, in the latest part of December 1945. I will be transcribing and posting his letters in “real time”, 70 years removed. The letters are approximately a week apart, but there are some longer and shorter gaps. Arthur was a gifted storyteller and writer, and his letters are alternately gripping, amusing, and blissfully mundane.