While visiting my aunt about 15 years ago she mentioned that my great grandfather was a photography enthusiast and that she had some of his negatives she wanted to give me. I almost choked on my cornflakes. Once back home I made a beeline straight for the darkroom to start printing.
Here’s a photograph he took while crossing the Atlantic en route to fight for France in WW1 – he was homesteading in Saskatchewan at the time. And another photo at a camp with his buddies.
He made it back to Sask, but like many soldiers returning home was never the same. He’d lost good friends and seen too much horror. War is brutal. #lestweforget 🌺
