D'artagnan wrote:
(Gee, I'm kind of liking this thread. We're all getting along so nicely. Kind of like those stories about WWI, when it was Xmas Eve, and the two sides exchanged gifts. Or something like that. Did that really happen?)
Yes it did D'art,
The High Command tried to forbid it, but old customs were a little too strong that first Christmas.
Even a lot of the junior officers treated their counterparts to Christmas dinner and toasted each other.
There were even stories about a few generals who hosted their fellow generals in fine fashion.
Alas, the practice petered out as the war ground on and man's inhumanity to man took center stage. It went from being a 'gentlemanly' war to a grind where the only victor was Death.
My grandfather was there...
Lance Corporal W.A. Westhead of the 2nd Battalion, Nottinghamshire and Derbyshire Regiment (Notts and Derby) via the Lancashire Fusiliers.
Joined His Majesty's forces in 1915 at the age of 16 (By lying about his age), fought in Egypt, participated in the Galipoli campaign and was eventually sent to France, where on October 8, 1918 (34 days before the armistice) he received a gunshot wound that would cost him his leg...
He was 19.