Feature Letter of September 9th, 2025
Sudbury, John P.
Where was I when I last wrote? I've travelled so many scores of miles since that I forget. During my travels I set eyes on the Channel. Oh! It was a thrilling moment to think I was so near Blighty and yet so far from home and I'm now a great deal further. We started with a long walk, full pack of course about 3 o'clock one morning then we had a long motor ride to a train. We were about 13 hours on the train then to crown all for we were dead tired and cramped we had to walk twelve miles to our billets. I have never before experienced a similar 6 hours of agony. It was a march through the night on empty stomachs and several times I stumbled and thus woke myself up for I was sleeping on the way. At every 10 mins rest to the hours march I went sound asleep (like most others) but at last, at last! We got to this chateau, which is an unfinished one because it became haunted (so the yarn goes) and no one will finish building it and no one except soldiers will live in it. We haven't yet had a visit simply because we all are so eager for one I suppose. I am suddenly reminded of Sir Isaac Newton. I'm writing this in the apple orchard in rear of the chateau and an apple fell onto my "nut" or "beam". The country around here is delightful - especially the fruit - pinch as much as we can eat.
