posted on 2024-01-12, 09:30authored byLest We Forget Project Team
I am not sure of the true story but years ago I remember my Dad telling me that Papa nipped outside for a sneaky ciggie, one flick of a match and the German saw him. One missing thumb later and he was no use as a gunner and honourably discharged from the Army. He came home and married my Nana.
History
Name of contributor(s)
Helen Williams (ex PMRAFNS)
Subject of the story/individual the object(s) relate to
My grandfather, Papa Hendrie
Date(s) the event(s) in the story took place
1918
Location(s) where the event(s) in the story took place