You seldom saw a shattered cemetery.

When you go into France, when you go, you are sent over to France, you start very close to where you landed, do you know what I mean? And then you’re gradually sent ... We went through like on the Somme, went on the Somme and I remember distinctly going through. It slips my mind, where the leaning tower, the Virgin Mary was. Did you hear about on the church, and the bar was going through it? Well, it was drawn to my attention. All the young guys, they’d sense and they pointed to it right away. And what makes me think about it, around that time when we were going past way and through each way till you get to the front line. I remember in Albert, for instance, we were stayed there overnight. It was all shattered, all shell shocked and shattered. And of course, the statue was leaning, one thing and another. And then at that particular time, we were going to …we had to camp out. We had no shelter. So I said to the boys in a jocular manner, really, “Well, I’m going to sleep in the cemetery. That’s the safest place around here.” Taking, for instance, that it was the safest place because when you looked at the, as we saw the, for instance, but when you looked at cemeteries along the way, you noticed, particularly, you very seldom saw a shattered cemetery. However, I just went in there, laid down between what I could that’s comfortable. And some of the boys then got enough nerve to come in too. We spent the night there and then, of course, carried on the next day. But we marched all the way up. We weren’t taken by transport. We marched all up right until we got to the front line. ‘Cause you go in the third line, then the guys would go up until they get to the front line.