We lived at 80 Anderson st, Partick. Glasgow. At a young age I was sent to live with my father who lived in Blackburn, lanc'. After being abused for years the local authority put me in a home. I then went the the Church of Englands home in Falmouth. Where lived untill I grad 'd and wuated at 15. I longed to see my mother and Partick . So, I joined the Black Watch at 16, as a band boy. We band boys couldn't go on leave without having a confirmed address to go to. I didn't, all I wanted was to go home to Glasgow. I waited and waited, a year went by. I would think, so close to home and its out of reach. 17. 1/2 I spoke to my Dir/Music. This was in 1957. he got me a pass, at last I was going home .I was so exited thinking what Mother had to say when she saw me, would she recognize me after all those years away. What would we talk about and there would be my sister Helen and brother Frank. It was going to be a great reunion.
I got to Anderson St, it was empty. I walked in the close and up to the third flat. The door was open, as I step through the door. A had a flood of memories. put it was empty! There was the one bed, the sink, the stove, every thing as I remembered it. I walked back down the stairs, it was then I notice all the flats where empty, every one had gone. But where? I went to the police station on the next St The desk sgt told me " they have all moved to the new projects, on the out skirts Glasgow" I asked him if he knew Lizzy McCance, he thought, "I know that name ?, let me make sure though " he came back and told me "I. That was the lady who was murdered back in 53, by her boyfriend Arther." I walked out of there, blind to every thing around me. I was numb.
Any one remember Lizzy? I'm her son Robert