Charles Arthur Shelby - b. 1922; soft and quiet.
Charlie seemed to inherit his father's stoicism as he grew older. An infamously mild-mannered man, he never spoke what he didn't know to be true and never smiled unless he found something funny. Nevertheless, few men could find fault in him. A RAF Navigator, he was brave, calculating, and unshakable. He wore the moniker of 'mama's boy' with pride - writing to her every day - and liked to tend to his gardens and feed fish in his spare time.
Dorothy Rose Shelby - b. 1925; spoiled and cunning.
Dottie was almost the mirror image of her mother with her father's wide eyes. Blue, and piercing, and full of mischievous, there was never a wheel not turning- a plot always in the making. The apple of her father's eye, she asked for little and wanted for nothing. She kept hunting dogs for the company and wrote poetry when she could. She made a name for herself in the Nursing Corps for being equal parts brilliant and ballsy - earning not one but two military medals for her bravery.
James Thomas Shelby - b. 1926; young and reckless.
The truest test of Rose's patience, James never met a challenge he didn't meet with a heavy fist and a cheeky grin. He excelled at most things he put his mind to - from horse riding to boxing to women - and never met a gamble he wasn't willing to take. Too much like his father for his own good, he respected few and listened to none. None, but his mother, that was... though even she couldn't keep him from signing up for the Army on his 18th birthday.
