Article published in the Colchester Gazette, 10 November 2016. © Richard Kemp
ONE of the most moving letters I have ever read was sent from a young Colchester man to his parents 100 years ago.
“I am writing this letter to you just before going into action tomorrow at dawn,” he began.
“‘I am about to take part in the biggest battle that has been fought in France.”
He went on to explain: “My idea of writing this letter is in case I am one of the costs and get killed. I do not expect to be but such things have happened and are always possible.
“It is impossible to fear death out here when one is no longer an individual but a member of a regiment and of an Army.
“What an insignificant thing the loss of, say, forty years of life is compared with them. It seems scarcely worth talking about.
“Well goodbye, my darlings, try not to worry about it and remember that we shall meet again quite soon.”
He wrote that letter at 8 pm on Friday June 30th, 1916. The next day was the first day of the Battle of the Somme. The British Army suffered by far the greatest casualty rate in its history – 20,000 killed and 40,000 missing or wounded on that one day alone. Among them was the author of that letter, killed as the battle began at dawn.
He had been a pupil at my own school, Colchester Royal Grammar. Two other former pupils and a teacher from there were killed that day. In all, 79 old boys and masters of the school died in the First World War. A remarkable number from a school with only 200 on the roll in 1914.
Many today would dismiss this young man’s sentiments as mere jingoism, claiming after 1914 the initial enthusiasm to defend their country had been extinguished and soldiers were unwilling cannon fodder driven to their deaths by heartless politicians and incompetent generals. Continue reading