"Quit volunteering for their human sacrifice industry."
My first experience at recording people talking of their experiences was when I was asked by a friend to help interview his grandfather, a retired Liverpool docker, then well into his 80s who, as little more than a boy, had lied about his age and enlisted to fight in WW1.
I was rather nervous of making a half-decent job of it, but within ten minutes of starting, the old man, Tommy, forgot we were there and for two days relived his time in France onto our tape recorder - it remains in my memory as one of the most moving experiences of my life.
On several occasions over the week-end Tommy burst into tears, the most memorable for me being his talking about the 'deserters'.
At one stage, when the fighting was at its most fierce, young men, little more than children of Tommy's own age, were turning and walking away, not to desert, but simply to get away from the noise.
They got to the nearest road or flat piece of ground and simply walked away, making no effort to hide or escape and were easily picked up by the military police, taken to base, routinely tried as deserters, sentenced to death and locked up awaiting execution.
If there was a 'push' on, prisoners awaiting death were taken out of the jail and placed in the front line. When the fighting subsided, presuming they survived, they were returned to their cell and eventually executed.
Tommy burst into tears when he told us "one minute you would be fighting next to someone young enough to have been in the same class as you at school, the next minute you were reading a notice on the wall saying that he had been shot by a firing squad probably made up of boys of the same age".      
Yes, we should remember - the butchery of a generation in "the war to end all wars"
Jim Carroll