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
7 Feb 1917 - I wish I was home and you could doctor me up.
5 Feb 1917 - There are not 200 of the 142nd left
4 Feb 1917 - They are big heavy beggers
3 Feb 1917 - I think they must put something in the food
1 Feb 1917 - I enjoyed my walk as usual
30 Jan 1917 - It will take a munitions plant to keep me going
29 Jan 1917 - Some lovely roses growing
27 Jan 1917 - I did not hit the target
26 Jan 1917--Musketry and Dentistry
25 Jan 1917 - You have no one to chew at
22 Jan 1917 - The Duke is coming tomorrow
20 Jan 1917 - I've got no letters
19 Jan 1917 -Awfully damp and muddy
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