I'm coincidently in the middle of reading a book (titled 1918) on the final year of the war, full of accounts from the lines. Constantly amazed and appalled at the slaughter. The voices of the ordinary soldier ring out loud through the pages. Some time ago - another book brought a whole new literary perspective - Sebastian Faulk's 'Birdsong'. If ever a book could bring alive the hardship and terror of war - I recommend this.

I keep trying to get across to my eldest the scale of what happened, hoping we never have to live it.

Thanks for sharing the feelings and emotions.

Diesel