Welcome to the second installment of “Reblog Wednesdays”! (Yes, it’s Tuesday. I know I’m going to be swamped tomorrow, so I reblogged this today.) Today’s focus is on Christina Henry’s deeply moving blog, “This is Who We Are.” I am honored to present a post that features her Grandfather’s memories of the Great War. It wasn’t “World War I” to those who fought, because they campaigned for a higher cause, to make the Great War the last global war humanity would ever wage. To them, it was known as “The War to End War” or “The War to End All Wars,” and though time has greatly dimmed public awareness of its specifics, the echoes of those who fought are found in memoirs and archives around the globe. The Great War changed international borders, sped the decline of the Ottoman and German Empires, forced the advancement of medicine and technology, and caused women to move into the workplace when men left to fight. Christina Henry presents the words of her Grandfather through recollections of his life as a young British soldier, and I am proud to help raise awareness of this fascinating memoir.
IN HIS OWN WORDS
FROM THE MEMOIRS OF MY GRANDFATHER
To mark this year’s Rememberance Day, I’m going to write a copy of my Grandfather’s memoirs which were included in my Uncle Jim’s book “Our Father”. What better way than to write it from his own perspective. We are lucky to have this account of his war years.
“Harold has left an account of you youthful years in Hoylake which he has entitled “Memoirs of a Cheshire Cat”. The story begins in 1914 when he was 18 years of age. Quote: “Meet you as usual on the ‘Prom’ tonight, near the band.” “Right-o, Ernie!” The ‘Prom’ in question, my home, a small seaside town (Hoylake) some eight miles from Liverpool. The Band – a small band of Hungarians who came for the season each year, making a living from the collections amoung the seaside visitors. Ernie – my pal…
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