Been really busy for the past few weeks. Canada has gone to war against Germany. It has been a while since I have had time to write. I don’t know if I’ll be able to record everything but I’ll try. Since the last time I had time to give in my thoughts, lots of things had happened. Germany has now captured a majority of Europe, and as usual, the British colony had lost some of their alliance. The Phoney war that once the British called is now beginning to develop and Canada is now fully involved with the war. My mother has been arguing about my decision of volunteering to serve my country. She didn’t get why I wanted to go, when I was young I would see young men joining the armed forces and going off to war and fighting for their country. When I was a little boy, I saw my mother cry as she watched my father walk off towards darkness. I hated him for leaving me behind. I was selfish then, I wanted my father yet they left nothing but his blood that now lay on the banks of France. Germany are now stronger than before and the army is looking for volunteers that may want to fight, ever since the issue of the conscription in 1917, I think the government are being extra careful and considerate during these times. I would not want to be in King’s position, as he has a lot of things to consider before making the right one. I had hope that we will soon rise to all of the tragic events that had occurred as we had just lost Paris to the Krauts.
I had gotten up early today to announced my decision to my family and I had remembered being so nervous admitting in front of them. Although we were all close, I was worried about the response and even though they may not like it, I had already made up my mind.
Thank goodness, my little sisters, Jane and Lily had supported my decision but Scott, my younger brother said otherwise. He didn’t need to say anything as you could see in his eyes disappointment. I had wondered if he thought that I was becoming like father, I had hope not. Scott never knew our father, Jane was 1 year younger than me and Lily a year after. Scott was still in my mother’s womb when our father was sent overseas due to the Conscription.
I hitched hiked to London that day to join the Navy, I have had heard that the Royal Navy Mobilization Act has just been established. They welcomed me with open arms, they had said that I wasn’t a coward like the ‘zombies’. They had sent me home with a letter that had to be signed by a parent, merchant, police chief, and a minister from a church. It took some talking to my mother to sign, but she did. With the letter, I showed up in London and was given a real fast medical check and a Navy Uniform. I was now a full-fledged member. In just a little over a week, I had to learn seamanship, knots and splice, Morse code, and to read messages with flags. I am to enlist and be sent overseas. I don’t know if I had done the right thing, yet I feel that I have already proved to myself that I am worth more than what I am.