Charles Samuel Tucker (1893 - 1916)
August 26, 2016
I Remain Your Loving Son -
May 4, 2015
my testimony to the work and value of your gallant son
down here we can poke out our tongues to Fritz with impunity
Dear Dad, I'll tell you a bit about what I saw......
Environment and everything is dead against imaginings
I really don't feel a scrap like writing.
the Huns behind barbed wire
we have always been a very lucky battalion – hope it keeps up
if you were to buy a pound of army biscuits I bet that they would last over three years
Wednesday May 19, 1915 I Charles Tucker
Saw our first shoal of flying fish which afterwards was a frequent sight. Ocean as calm as a lake no wind and a sweltering sun.