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Stories of Service and Sacrifice
Army • Home Town: Quebec
We climbed the mountain, shouting and firing: grenades, machine guns, other guns. We opened fire as if there were 30 of us. We were only about 10.
Army • Home Town: Edmonton, Alberta
There was some Chinese behind the lines, way behind the lines at an airfield with a little biplane and they’d come over at night and they’d drop hand grenades from the biplane and we’d call the guy “Bed Check Charlie” because he’d come around every few nights.
Army • Home Town: Port au Port, Newfoundland and Labrador
It was good to see my friends, my family, my fiancée and to know that I was in a place that was safe, that I didn’t have to worry about walking the streets and no pressure. Had to face life on life’s terms. And to me, that was like gold. Like gold. Still is today.
Air Force • Home Town: Sturgeon Falls, Ontario
The last day that we landed in Liverpool and the boys come out to meet us, flying home. Boy, there was a lot of crying that day. Oh yes, oh yes.
Air Force • Home Town: Carlisle, Scotland, United Kingdom
And I would come zipping in, right through between the elevators and right over the house, that maybe 50 feet. And then do aerobatics all over the sky and so on, trying to impress my future bride.
Air Force • Home Town: Deptford, United Kingdom
There is no black or white in war, only gradations with much grey in between.