This book is to be neither an accusation nor a confession, and least of all an adventure, for death is not an adventure to those who stand face to face with it. It will try simply to tell of a generation of men who even though they may have escaped its shells, were destroyed by the war.
This book must have been my father’s. It is an old hardback “cheap edition”, that has been on the shelves as long as I can remember. I don’t think I have ever made a serious attempt at reading it before and given the state of the book it is possible Dad didn’t either. Maybe he was was just more careful with his books.
It is my first choice simply because it is book of the month at the Arts Centre on the 13th and it may help this endeavour to have a focus – who knows if anyone will read this. Anyway it seems appropriate to start this year with a First World War book. On 12th January it will be 98 years
since my great uncle was killed by Immelmann for which triumph the German ace became the first recipient of the Pour la Merite or Blue Max medal. My great uncle had lied about his age to join up and served for a year in the Motor Cycle Corps before transferring to the RFC . He survived for three days post training .
- LlAll Quiet on the Western Front – Best Picture Winner, 1929/1930 (doublegobble.wordpress.com)