A collection of letters from Pte Dick Armer to his wife Mabel who he frequently referred to as "Dear old girl". His three children were Billie, Marjorie and Dorothy who was born while he was away. Dick had promised to "write every day" and, with few exceptions, kept his promise. The letters were written during WW1 from Camp Borden in Canada, on the train to Halifax, on board ship to England, from Witley Camp and France. Scroll to the bottom of the entry and click on comments to leave a message
1 November 1917 with all my love and kisses
31 Oct 1917 how you have managed so well
30 Oct 1917 The first real test I have had
29 Oct 1917 I was just looking at the ring you gave me
28 Oct 1917 We make our own heaven
27 Oct 1917 Keep smiling
26 Oct 1917 Won't be able to write in the rain
25 Oct 1917 the lonely winter nights
I thought I'd add a photo of Richmond and Dundas Street in 1915, which is about the time Richard joined up. Notice the electric lights on the sidewalk, overhead telephone wires and an electric trolley. No horses in sight. I wonder if that's Mabel on the bike?
24 Oct 1917 He must have looked a pickle
23 Oct 1917 it is the one comfort I have in this world
22 Oct 1917 What a lot has happened since I left Canada
21 Oct 1917 ...fixed up and back again
20 Oct 1917 What did you do in the war Daddy?
19 Nov 1917 when Daddy comes home
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