These documents are valuable to me, personally, because they provide an insight into the lives of my father, and of my uncle, his brother, in their early 20s, during a time of terrific stress, as young officers at the front in the First World War.
They give me an idea of their personalities, but also of the experiences and the succession of events that influenced their early lives.
My father was a Captain in the trenches and then in intelligence, debriefing German prisoners, and he was a prisoner of the Germans for the last two or three months of the war.
The letters from my uncle Francis show the terrible experience of somebody who was very badly injured – he lost a leg up to the hip and it blighted the rest of his life – and the consequences of war.
He also suffered from post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) – what they called shell shock – and he actually gained very little sympathy for the pain and suffering during the rest of his life; it's a sad story, but one that possibly applied to a good many people.
Kate Wentworth