November 11th

It is Remembrance Day here in Canada, called Armistice Day elsewhere, but in many nations it is the day we remember the price that was paid to secure the lives that we live today.

I have been thinking for some time about what to post here. There are great articles I could link to. Articles about why people enlisted, articles about the price the family members back home also paid. All of these resonate with me, as a serving member who has deployed, with many members of my family serving in uniform and in the merchant marine in the last century. There were many times my own father went away, or I myself left my family to drive through minefields on the other side of the world.

Rather than add my voice to a chorus of others with the same resonance, I will strike out solo here with a small story. A short story about a ghost.

My family’s house on Vancouver Island (where my parents still live) is old for the West Coast, being built just after the First World War in 1919. It is small but well built, with massive timbers that are noteworthy now but would have been common then.

One day last year, my young niece claimed she spoke to a little girl she had seen in the basement a few times. The girl, she understood, had died. When my niece asked about it, the girl had replied that she had died in the sea nearby while swimming at the beach. She wasn’t scared or hurt, and seemed only lonely. She had lived on the street just after our family’s house was built. My niece, in the manner of children, wasn’t scared, and relayed the information to her mother, my sister.

I took it upon myself to see if any young girls in the area had died around 1919 from drowning. I went through hundreds of obituaries. I never found her, but she led me to something nonetheless.

About a quarter of the obituaries were servicemen. Some died of influenza or wounds (especially the effects of gas) years after they left the trenches. Quite a few drowned after excessive drinking, and this seemed to only happen to veterans. Some, very experienced with service in the Boer War and the First World War, were accidently killed while cleaning their rifles. Few were ruled suicides, with brave brothers in arms openly defying the social norms to publicly name themselves pallbearers.

Page after page after page of men killing themselves years after the bells announcing the end of war rang out. We may talk of PTSD and suicides and veteran mental health issues now, as we should. These men, a hundred years ago, had no help, no recognition of the cost they paid. They came home, but clearly many never came back whole.

I wonder at the bells of the Armistice, that rang out around the world. The celebration in the streets. The erection of monuments to the fallen, and all the while broken men died alone and forgotten, wading out into the cold ocean or ending it with a plausible accident to ease the pain on their families. Too many people blinded by platitudes and photo shoots to see the suffering at their feet.

So after the poppies are put away for another year, and the memorial wreaths wither, think of the after effects of war. The suffering never ends at the signing of treaties or the end of active service. The cost of conflict is paid for years longer than publicly recognized. Be mindful of those around you, of their suffering and challenges.

We will remember them.

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Tommy Atkins

By Kipling

I went into a public ‘ouse to get a pint o’ beer,
The publican ‘e up an’ sez, ” We serve no red-coats here.”
The girls be’ind the bar they laughed an’ giggled fit to die,
I outs into the street again an’ to myself sez I:
O it’s Tommy this, an’ Tommy that, an’ ” Tommy, go away ” ;
But it’s ” Thank you, Mister Atkins,” when the band begins to play
The band begins to play, my boys, the band begins to play,
O it’s ” Thank you, Mister Atkins,” when the band begins to play.

I went into a theatre as sober as could be,
They gave a drunk civilian room, but ‘adn’t none for me;
They sent me to the gallery or round the music-‘alls,
But when it comes to fightin’, Lord! they’ll shove me in the stalls!
For it’s Tommy this, an’ Tommy that, an’ ” Tommy, wait outside “;
But it’s ” Special train for Atkins ” when the trooper’s on the tide
The troopship’s on the tide, my boys, the troopship’s on the tide,
O it’s ” Special train for Atkins ” when the trooper’s on the tide.

Yes, makin’ mock o’ uniforms that guard you while you sleep
Is cheaper than them uniforms, an’ they’re starvation cheap.
An’ hustlin’ drunken soldiers when they’re goin’ large a bit
Is five times better business than paradin’ in full kit.
Then it’s Tommy this, an’ Tommy that, an` Tommy, ‘ow’s yer soul? “
But it’s ” Thin red line of ‘eroes ” when the drums begin to roll
The drums begin to roll, my boys, the drums begin to roll,
O it’s ” Thin red line of ‘eroes, ” when the drums begin to roll.

We aren’t no thin red ‘eroes, nor we aren’t no blackguards too,
But single men in barricks, most remarkable like you;
An’ if sometimes our conduck isn’t all your fancy paints,
Why, single men in barricks don’t grow into plaster saints;
While it’s Tommy this, an’ Tommy that, an` Tommy, fall be’ind,”
But it’s ” Please to walk in front, sir,” when there’s trouble in the wind
There’s trouble in the wind, my boys, there’s trouble in the wind,
O it’s ” Please to walk in front, sir,” when there’s trouble in the wind.

You talk o’ better food for us, an’ schools, an’ fires, an’ all:
We’ll wait for extry rations if you treat us rational.
Don’t mess about the cook-room slops, but prove it to our face
The Widow’s Uniform is not the soldier-man’s disgrace.
For it’s Tommy this, an’ Tommy that, an` Chuck him out, the brute! “
But it’s ” Saviour of ‘is country ” when the guns begin to shoot;
An’ it’s Tommy this, an’ Tommy that, an’ anything you please;
An ‘Tommy ain’t a bloomin’ fool – you bet that Tommy sees!

House Rules – What A Tanker!

Like most gamers, I often tinker with rule sets. I’ve played around with various RPGs and Wargames. I’ll be using the House Rules category to share the modifications that I’ve come up with. If I have adopted a rule from another blogger, I’ll link back to them.

If you have comments on these rules, or have suggestions, please comment or email.

Here is the first of the house rules I’m putting up:

SPQVI’s Modifications for What a Tanker! version 1.0

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A Command Decision

The featured image is courtesy of Desolation Sound looking amazing as usual. The choice there was which channel to go down in hopes of finding some better visibility… This blog isn’t mired (ha!) in the same circumstances, but there are always choices to make.

First, let’s look at intent:

Okay, so this blog is meeting all of its goals:

  • I’m happy with its forcing function (I’m actually finishing projects and more disciplined into my approach to the boxes of unbuilt/unpainted miniatures);
  • I’m connecting (albeit slowly) with the wider gaming community; and most importantly
  • I’m having fun.

So all in all, I’m quite pleased.

Second, what would be the reason for change:

One thing I’ve noticed is that there seems to be less of a crossover of people who play (historical) wargames with those who play RPGs than I might have thought. I’m hoping to expand the readership of this blog and so I’m thinking of making some changes to the display of the posts. I’m also looking at putting a section for house rules up as well, with a PDF of what we’re using here in our small group.

Third, how would the change be implemented:

There are really three options here:

  1. Divide the wargaming and RPG posts. I would do that by putting up a static homepage up on the blog, with instructions to go to the already present RPG/WW2 links to head to the latest post. This would mean that those interested in only one or the other wouldn’t be bothered with waiting or clicking past. The static page could even be a monthly post on living on this island in the Pacific Northwest.
  2. I can make one type of post “sticky” based on my preference at the time and have that post always be the top of the page.
  3. Of course, I could also leave things as they are.

Feedback:

Does anyone have any thoughts or preferences on this?

Note that I’ve slowly been learning the Bluehost/Wordpress management, and have finally added some options for linking in profiles when commenting. I’m hoping to make this site a bit more user friendly as we go forward.