Fought and Won (Vimy Ridge)

April 7th, 1917

The nights have been freezing. We have been walking for days, I’ve lost track. We have almost

reached ------ then we will stop, starts making our dig outs and meet up with our new Lieutenant. Yesterday we marched through a village that was destroyed. Shot down, crumbling. It looked abandoned, then I saw a family making their way to safety. A mother, two boys and a little girl. She reminded me so much of Faith. She must be so big by now! I miss you guys and I’m keeping my promise.

The mood of the men has changed, like they know what is going to happen. I can feel it too.

April 8th, 1917

We finally have arrived and can rest. The men are tired, but they are ready.

April 10th, 1917

It has started. Sun down was an hour ago and the fighting has relented. We have lost so many already and had to send many back to the hospital tent but we are gaining way. We are Winning! Their riffle dig outs are hard to spot but we have a secret weapon. I won’t be able write for a while. Any time we aren’t fighting we need to get rest.

April 13th, 1917

We did it! We have ---- -----. But not all of us in one piece. Jonas lost his legs from a mine, he has 2 kids! Riley his arm up to his shoulder! And my leg... I can just barely walk. But I Promise I’ll be okay.

There is so much killing, so much death, So much Hate. Sometimes I wonder why? And hope it all has purpose.

April 20th, 1917

We are headed to meet up with the next regiment. Then I’m Coming home. I’m coming home Babe!