Description
Mr. Morrison tells a funny story about his pal Corkum's pet louse.
Alex Morrison
Mr. Morrison was born March 17, 1897. His father had a men's wear store in Sydney, NS. He started working with his father when he was a boy of eight years. He enlisted in 1916 at the age of 19. He trained at Aldershot, Nova Scotia for 6 months, then left Canada from Halifax bound for England. He was on the 13th voyage of the SS Olympic and eventually arrived in Liverpool. He proceeded to Whitley Camp for further training and was held there for a year until he turned 21. Mr. Morrison was then moved to France in February, 1918. He took part in battles at Amiens, Cambrai and Mons. At the end of the war, he returned to Canada, arriving in February 1919. He returned to work with his father in his men's wear store for three years before joining the work force in the automobile industry in Detroit, Michigan.
Transcript
A fellow by the name of Corkum, quite stout and one time the lice were pretty bad, maybe because we never, for 3 months we never had a bath or change of underwear. You would be lousy as anything, you know and he’d put his hand in and sometimes they would be gray and if you could roll them you could pick them up, you know, and he’d say, “Oh there’s my old friend,” and he’d put him back.