I remember the troubled atmosphere of the town and countryside when World War 11 was raging in the Middle East and the Pacific. How would it affect our families in New Zealand? My fiancé and my eldest brother were of the age of conscription and were duly called up in 1942.
Rumours were flying that every able-bodied person was to be drafted into either the armed services or essential services. Not wishing to be drafted into an armament factory I volunteered to join the Air Force. In a short time an official letter from the Government requested me to appear before the selection committee. I passed.
My first posting was to Seagrove Fighter Station. It had seventeen Squadron flying the streamlined Kittyhawk planes. These were used by the RNZAF only in the Pacific Theatre.
On arrival I was shown to a wooden hut which was to be my home, with three other girls, for the next twelve months. My job was in the orderly room, centre of camp Administration, and there I added my skills at a typist.