I was six when the war started, ten when the Armistice ended the slaughter. The best of our horses had gone to pull guns, and the pony that I loved so much had been taken to pull a wagon of war. Thus early I learned of man’s inhumanity to man.
All soldiers dreamed of armistice, after all.
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