Captain Bede James Smith Image Seven
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| In 2003, I was helping my mother sort through her books, when I came across this volume of poetry. ‘That was your Dad's,’ she said. ‘He had it with him all through the war in Europe.’ Now, I can just imagine him, taking solace in the lines of Keats or Longfellow, trying to blot out the insanity of war |
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