I originally posted this on November 10, 1914. I’m adapting it today, because….We need to remember!
Today is November 11, Veteran’s Day, the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month, and the 101th anniversary of the armistice that ended World War I. In the UK and the Commonwealth, November 11 is known as Remembrance Day.
888,246 Commonwealth lives were lost in World War I. 888,246. that’s a staggering number. Can you imagine? Everyone in the UK must have been personally affected by that war.
In 2014, the UK marked Remembrance Day in a truly remarkable way. At the Tower of London 888,246 ceramic poppies were planted, one for each life lost. The poppies could be purchased for 25 pounds each and will be sent to the donors in January.
I visited the Tower of London in September 2014 and saw the poppies that had been planted in the moat so far. You can see the individual poppies in this photo.
By November 11 the whole moat was filled. The poppies bled from a bastion window, arced above the Tower’s medieval causeway, flowed over the top of the walls and fill the moat with a sea of crimson.
The idea for this art project came from this poem:
Blood Swept Lands and Seas of Red
The blood swept lands and seas of red, Where angels dare to tread. As God cried a tear of pain as the angels fell, Again and again. As the tears of mine fell to the ground To sleep with the flowers of red As any be dead My children see and work through fields of my Own with corn and wheat, Blessed by love so far from pain of my resting Fields so far from my love. It be time to put my hand up and end this pain Of living hell. to see the people around me Fall someone angel as the mist falls around And the rain so thick with black thunder I hear Over the clouds, to sleep forever and kiss The flower of my people gone before time To sleep and cry no more I put my hand up and see the land of red, This is my time to go over, I may not come back So sleep, kiss the boys for me
Today in the UK, think of the 888,246 lives represented in the Tower’s moat in 2014. Think, as well, of the 116,516 American dead in WWI. Or the one and a half million American lives lost in war beginning with our Civil War. Think of all the soldiers who have died in wars.
And honor them.
Do you have a particular person to remember on Veteran’s Day? Mine is my father, Col. Daniel J. Gaston, who spent a whole career in the army.
Have any of you already seen movie director Peter Jackson’s
magnificent documentary about World War I, “They Shall Not Grow Old”? Today it
is opening in 500 more theaters around the US after the preliminary viewings
have been so well-received. What, you may ask, does this film have to do with
the Regency? Bear with me.
My hubby and I went out in gusty minus 15 degree wind chills
earlier in January to view this film, and I have to tell you, it is
unforgettable. Jackson and his production teams delved through 100 hours of
old, grainy film footage shot at varying speeds on hand-reeled cameras and 600
hours of oral history recordings made available by the British Imperial War
Museum to pull together this amazing experience. By choosing a narrowly focused
story and using every modern film and computer technique available to enhance
the material, they truly captured an indelible, brilliantly rendered experience
of being on the front lines in France
during The Great War.
My brain always seems to pull things into a Regency frame of
reference, and I felt that this film also captured a sense of what war in the
Regency period would also have felt like. It probably captures it for any time,
but the differences in technology between WWI and more recent wars are legion.
What struck me is that WWI’s ground war was probably the
last that still somewhat resembled what wars had been like through history up
to that point. In WWI, vehicles were still pulled by horses, and many officers
still were mounted. Artillery cannon may have been more accurate and had a
longer range, but the experience of loading and firing them (and receiving
fire) had not changed much in 100 years. Infantry still used rifles with fixed
bayonets. The misery of life in the trenches had not changed much, either.
The Napoleonic conflicts were just about as long past then
as WWI is to us today. Jackson’s
film does not try to capture the very different experiences of the air or sea
parts of the Great War, where the technology differences would be more
significant. But to me, the images of men trying to release a heavily-loaded team-drawn
wagon from deep mud, or of the cannons rocking back when they fire, or simply
of men waiting for battle, could have been pulled from Napoleonic France with
very little added imagination.
Britain was at war with France from 1793-1815. There were impacts at home that may or may not inform the background of our Regency stories. The reality of men coming home wounded, or men who never made it home, of news events that people talked about, all form an underpinning to the era. Four of my Regency romances all feature heroes who served in the war, and in three of those, the effects of the war are deeply integral to the story.
Even impacts after the war, when the influx of soldiers coming home led to unemployment and other social problems, can figure in our stories, as a mere mention in passing or as an important part of plot or character.
Jackson’s film, at the end, shows exactly those same kinds of problems
faced by the returning soldiers from WWI. We like to think the lack of
gratitude or awareness was not as bad at the end of the Napoleonic Wars
–people in Britain did fear the Little General might come right to their
shores. Also, the population was not as huge, and every class felt some
effect of war, whether it was the aristocratic families whose younger
sons were officers, or the poor whose sons risked life and limb for the
promise of pay. In WWI, the threat to Great Britain was perhaps not as
vivid as it was before, or after. One soldier in Jackson’s film who was
able to return to his old job after fighting in the war recalls being
asked, “Where’ve you been, mate? Workin’ nights?”
I recommend this film to you, for a greater understanding of what the background of war can mean to our characters, and so to enrich our own storytelling. If it isn’t at a theater near you, it is also available online, at: https://tinyurl.com/y9ae3w2r . But the large screen version will be far more affecting, and it also includes a separate, fascinating short film about how Jackson made this amazing documentary. (Just be patient through the first few minutes.)
But be prepared –it isn’t pretty, and it is very moving. I
managed not to cry until the end, but when the song Jackson chose for the credits began to play,
I lost it. My paternal grandfather served in France during WWI (in the American
army) and he used to sing that song all the time when I was a child. Hinkey-dinky-parlez-vous is embedded in
my family memories. Although I must add, NOT most of the verses I heard sung
for Jackson’s
film!!
Have you seen the film? Do you think the similarities & emotion translate across 100 years of time to the Regency period? What do you think about the background of war in Regency romances?