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100 Years ago
Aug. 4th, 2014 10:00 amI confess I’ve been in tears this morning, looking out family mementoes of the First World War. There’s not much, and almost nothing from my side of the family.
There must be millions of these embroidered cards sent back home by the Tommies. I believe that making them was quite an industry for French women. This one was sent by my husband’s great uncle. When you lift up the flags, there’s a little card inside and on the back, written in pencil, ‘Best love from Bert 9.9.16.’ I wonder where he was? Here’s some more of the cards he sent.
I find it touching to think of this country boy, who in his long life probably only left his village in order to go to war, sending these little tokens back home. I was lucky enough to meet him soon after I was married, when he proudly showed me his absolutely perfect vegetable garden. He was a real countryman, who taught the young cybersofa to shoot and took him out rabbiting. The only reason I have these cards is that his wife gave them to me, knowing that I taught history and thinking I’d be interested. I’m surprised she would part with them.
( sadder stuff )
There must be millions of these embroidered cards sent back home by the Tommies. I believe that making them was quite an industry for French women. This one was sent by my husband’s great uncle. When you lift up the flags, there’s a little card inside and on the back, written in pencil, ‘Best love from Bert 9.9.16.’ I wonder where he was? Here’s some more of the cards he sent.
I find it touching to think of this country boy, who in his long life probably only left his village in order to go to war, sending these little tokens back home. I was lucky enough to meet him soon after I was married, when he proudly showed me his absolutely perfect vegetable garden. He was a real countryman, who taught the young cybersofa to shoot and took him out rabbiting. The only reason I have these cards is that his wife gave them to me, knowing that I taught history and thinking I’d be interested. I’m surprised she would part with them.
( sadder stuff )
