Description
Mr. Turner discusses the fatalism that crept into the soldiers’ conversations, and gives a couple examples of predictions of death coming true
Brenton Harold Turner
Brenton Harold (Jack) Turner was born in O’Leary, Prince Edward Island on September 24, 1889. His father was a general merchant, and he worked in the family business. Mr. Turner enlisted in Charlottetown on September 25, 1915. He sailed to England aboard the Lapland, arriving in December, 1915. He trained in Horsham, and then went into action as a Corporal in the 2nd Canadian Siege Battalion, arriving in France in May, 1916. Mr. Turner saw action at the Somme, Vimy and Passchendaele. Despite orders to turn in all cameras, Mr. Turner smuggled a German-built 2" x 3" format camera in his clothes behind the front lines and took approximately 100 photographs from the war zone. After the war, he returned to Canada aboard the Mauritania, married, and became a farmer. Mr. Turner died on October 6, 1989.
Transcript
You’ll get scared alright. You never know. We’ve had boys in our battery that, well, they got talking about death and one thing or another. Several of them says they ain’t gonna come through. They figured though they ain’t going to come through, well they didn’t. I know two in particular. One was a kind of a carpenter, used to make crosses for those fellas that did die or killed. He made a mistake on one of them there and he had to make another one. Well, that other one he was making was for himself, and he didn’t know it though. And the other fella, he was killed, he was a Newfoundlander. He always figured he wasn’t going to come through, and I happened to be handy to him when he was killed. Three of us was going up to the top of Vimy Ridge to see what was on the other side. Well the Germans were firing shells at the time but they were all going way back over head we figured it was safe to go. Well, we hadn’t gone far when one of those shells was coming right for us. I dropped to the ground and I guess perhaps the other did, I don’t know, but the middle fella was killed. So, you never know your luck.