Saturday, November 10, 2018

Lest We Forget

Honouring Canada's Veterans on Remembrance Day
The century-plus anniversaries of the battles of Vimy Ridge and Passenchendaele remind us that Canadian veterans have contributed to global security in even the early years of our national history. In the years following the World Wars, these individuals have continued to place themselves at risk to bring aid and peace. They have represented Canada with valour and determination ~ and many of them made the ultimate sacrifice to secure our future.

Canada's veterans have fought far from home to defend their friends...neighbours...and fellow citizens...and helped win conflicts that threatened the lives and innocents in distant lands. They left their own families to protect others and supported one another through the conflicts of war with strength and courage. They took these risks ensuring our country remained diverse, just and free.

Our high quality of life was secured by veterans and current members of the Canadian Armed Forces who have joined our allies around the world in maintaining peace. We owe them more than a promise of remembrance ~ we owe them the bright future they fought for, defined by Canadian values.

When we wear poppies and take two minutes of silence on November 11, we join Canadians across the country to demonstrate that we built the strong, inclusive, peaceful society our veterans believed in ~ and we will never forget the price they paid for it.” (from message by Regional Chair Gary Carr)

Picture in your mind a somber blue sky with shaded sun rays
and a few greyish-white clouds casting light on a field of red poppies
as they sway in the breeze ~ as numerous birds awaken our minds and hearts.
A large red poppy speaks:
Together we remember!
They shall not grow old in our memories.
We will remember and honour them forever.

Yet the trees hang on, just like the Canadian soldiers did a century before,
watching over monuments commemorating Canadian casualties
lost in various battles around the world.

Memories from the First World War
A year ago, The Spectator invited families to share stories and artifacts
from loved ones who fought.

SGT. Walter WilliamVyse 1892-1982): 16th Canadian Scottish Battalion. My father saw action in France and Belgium. He rode a horse that was completely black with the exception of a white star on his forehead and one white foot. The reason for the colour being black was because he was involved in transporting supplies to the front line. Of course it was all done under cover of darkness at night.
Horses and mules were very important for transportation. (submitted by Ken Vyse)

PTE Thomas Callander Shannon 1886-1917: 19th Battalion. After my grandfather married in Milton, he and his wife moved to Hamilton. Even with wife and child, he enlisted and was sent overseas. He actually survived Vimy, but was hit by enemy shrapnel...and died April 22, 1917. (from granddaughter)

SGT. Ernie Barrett1895-1975: Fourth Canadian Infantry. My grandfather told about a shell that exploded quite close to him at Vimy Ridge, killing several of his buddies. He was wounded, but survived. Later he suffered a bayonet wound on his left thigh and a gunshot wound on his right leg. Then he had shrapnel embedded in his back. However, he survived. (from grandson, Al Barrett)

SGT. Alfred Ted Hearn 1890-1966: 68th Battery, Canadian Field Artillery. In 1914 my grandfather in the Canadian army, was sent to France where he fought in the entire First World War. In 1916 he was part of the battle of the Somme and during some artillery fire, a shell went off in his hands, blowing off 2 of his fingers. It gave him a lot of body shrapnel ~ from which he miraculously lived. After spending 6 months in an English hospital, he returned to the front. (Dave Bowen,Grandson)

PTE.Richard Hamilton Pryde (1895-1960: 86th Machine Gun Regiment. My father came back stone-deaf with a number of wounds. Not only shot, he was bayoneted, gassed and shell-shocked. He spent a terrible time 'in the trenches'...the smell of death surrounding them...the mud...the water...the dysentery. He had a very difficult time to get back to a normal life. Inability to get rid of all the demons,he became an alcoholic ~ a bent, broken and desperate man. (Richard Hamilton Pryde, Son)

PTE. George Percy Webb 1893-1951: 76th Overseas Battalion. My grandfather came to Canada as a home child, working on a farm in Waterdown for a few years before enlisting in the First World War in the Canadian Expeditionary Force in July 1915. He spent the rest of the war in England, France and Belgium. The money paid to him amounted to about $33 monthly for fighting in the war. In 1919, he travelled home through the port of Halifax. (submitted by Walter Price.Grandson).

PTE. WilliamWalker 1888-1985: 11th Battery Field Artillery. My grandfather went to France in the spring of 1915 and immediately was involved in the Second Battle of Ypres. Gassed in that battle, he survived. In October 1916, he was wounded at the Somme ~ hit by shell fragments that blew him off his horse. He woke up on the train platform where he had been left for dead! He then bribed an orderly to put him on the train for 10 pounds. Surviving, he spent the next 2 years in hospital. ( Siubmitted by Robert Walker, Grandson).
Of interest to me as writer, it may be 'a small world' ~
as of a few years ago, I met Bob Walker through business...and recently working on Election Day (I was the DRO) in early October, his wife checked in to vote. Recognizing my name, introduced herself...telling me she had her husband in her car for a ride ~ he was a resident in this Senior's Home.
They Signed On For Service ~ But Stayed 'Second Class'
Mona Whitwell's binder tells a story about women in the Second World War:
proud to serve, but fighting for respect.
Paul Wilson. a journalist, wrote in The Hamilton Spectator (together with photos) stated:
The men who served Canada in the Second World War were called heroes ~ all of them ~ the women not so much. Thanks to a big black binder her mother left her, Kathy Whitwell got a window into what that war was like for some women who chose to sign up.
Mona, her mother, born 94 years ago, was clever...skipped a couple of grades.
But she had to leave Delta Secondary partway through to care for her mother.
Wanting to do something that mattered, she saw the recruitment ads for the Canadian Women's Army Corps...stating: You can free a man to fight. Some men still fill jobs that women can do...they wait for you to take their places. She signed on for service anywhere, including overseas. CWAC posted her to Chebucto Barracks, Halifax. She rose to Sergeant, in charge of the steno pool...(and her story goes on)!
Her stone marker sits on the south bank of the Grand River in Caledonia.”

Compiled by Merle Baird-Kerr...November 2, 2018

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