Postcards from Somewhere in France -2- Training

Somewhere in France. March 17, 1917

“There is always a lecture of some sort explaining the attacking formation and the objective which they are to advance to before an offensive or a raid is made.”

This is the second in a series of almost 40 postcards I found while sorting through my Grandmother Murray’s things kept by my father. Will, my grandmother’s fiancee, wrote her regularly, sometimes about how much he missed her, sometimes about the routines of life as a WWI soldier, sometimes the humour in it. Will perished before the end of the war. I’ll continue to upload a postcard each day to give us an insight into life on the WWI battlefront through Will’s perspective.