Pépère’s war story

Hormidas Odilon (Henry) Goulet enlisted with the 22nd Battalion in Montreal in 1914. When he gave his name, the officer apparently told him, “We’ll call you Henry.” He fought in France and Belgium until he was wounded in 1916. He was discharged in 1917. His journal was recently adapted into this memoir by his...
  • God Knows

    February 11, 2014 by Legion Magazine
    Published in Legion Magazine, November 1984 By Rosemary Hutchinson Exclusive Audio Version:   The year of our war 1944 finds me and my friend Charlie still driving cars in the RCAF, but Ottawa has lifted us out of Newfoundland and plunked us on a Yorkshire...
  • Escape

    February 4, 2014 by Legion Magazine
    It was January, 1945, and bitterly cold. We were prisoners of war struggling along a snow-covered road in Czechoslovakia. Some had been in prison camps since the fall of France, others like myself since the Dieppe raid. Now the Germans had us on the move...
  • Faces of War

    January 27, 2014 by Legion Magazine
    Published in Legion Magazine, March 1984 By Rosemary Hutchinson Exclusive Audio Version: My friend Charlie and I are cruising down the Strand in a Hillman. Now a Hillman, to the uninitiated, is a type of car spewed out to meet the emergency of wartime. It...
  • The Long and the Short and the Tall

    January 20, 2014 by Legion Magazine
    Published in Legion Magazine, June 1972 By Ruth C. Auwarter Exclusive Audio Version:   I grew up in an unsophisticated atmosphere and in an uncomplicated way. Until I was nineteen or so, I grew like the wild rose that sprawled on the stone fences of...
  • A Bloody Miracle

    January 13, 2014 by Legion Magazine
    Published in Legion Magazine, August 1982 By Eswyn Lyster Exclusive Audio Version:   The men of 3 Platoon of the Calgary Highlanders had been away from their unit for several weeks competing with mortar platoons of the Black Watch and Maisonneuve Regt. Battle schools, schemes...
  • My Sergeant Pilot

    December 23, 2013 by Sylvia Saunders
    Exclusive Audio Version As I approach my eighth decade, I think of him as my Sergeant Pilot. I know he neither is nor was any more mine than the moon or stars, yet there is something so profoundly personal in the fact that he wished...
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