A few years ago I read that Google was going to archive 10-million Life Magazine photos from the 1860’s to the present. I clicked on the link and found an astounding number of photos already in a categorized collection.
At the
time I sifted through some from the Civil War and into the 1880’s, but then the
1910 category caught my attention and I remembered that my Uncle Jack fought in
World War One with a Canadian infantry regiment.
I don’t
know much about him accept he was a stepbrother of my Father. He was ten years
older and certainly a great influence on my Father. I never met Jack; I just
heard stories about him.
The
picture above was taken in April 1917 and is a photo of Canadian troops
climbing out of their trenches and “going over the top” during World War One.
Notice
the artillery shells bursting in air over the trench. The soldiers are carrying
British Lee-Enfield rifles, which were issued to virtually all British
Commonwealth soldiers on the Western Front. The Lee-Enfield, with its
ten-cartridge magazine, was well suited to rapid fire; a soldier could expect
to fire twelve shots a minute.
It is
possible my Uncle Jack is in this picture. I don’t know, but I can imagine he
had similar experiences. Jack survived the war, but like too many of our
returning combat veterans from the Gulf and Afghanistan Wars, he could not
survive coming home. He committed suicide sometime after the war ended.
War does
things to those who are asked to fight it. Perhaps it’s because it is an unnatural
condition in which to live. Some make it through OK and go on to lead
productive lives. Others like my Uncle Jack could not let go of the pain, the
fog, and the psychological wounds of battle with images of dead buddies and
slain bodies and no bandages to heal for the future.
I am
going back to look at the picture again and wonder about the Uncle I never met,
and I'll also wonder why we haven’t learned very much in nearly a hundred
years.
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