Photos from a family book that was bible length and kind of a knowledge for early century peoples, with everything from car prices to illustrated steps of carving meat, or writing a cheque.
Glued into a random 12 or so of it’s 500 or so pages, were letters from both soldier and his commanding officer, to his wife and by the last letter revealed her as widow.
Newfoundlander’s gave their share at Beaumont Hamel and others. Outport communities in black of night doused with the banshee like wails of mothers, the smashing of bottles and cursing at dogs of fathers.
The price of big-shots and boardrooms, who have no clue or care, for Cape Broyle or Brigus or Cappahayden or St. John’s.















