In 1916 I was discharged from military service, or rather, given a sort of leave of absence on the understanding that I might be recalled within a few months. And so I was a free man, at least for a while.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
In the end, they pardoned me and packed me off to a home for the shell-shocked. Shortly before the end of the war, I was discharged a second time, once again with the observation that I was subject to recall at any time.
So I departed and was free from imprisonment.
I was drafted when I was 17, and I spent two years, and I lost a friend in war.
After I was discharged from the military, it was difficult trying to become a civilian.
I remember when I was a private soldier. I remember the days when I was taken care of and when I was not taken care of.
I joined the Army at 19 as a soldier and spent about four and a half years with them. Then I broke my back in a freefall parachuting accident and spent a year in rehabilitation back in the U.K.
I was a little girl in World War II and I'm used to being freed by Americans.
I was a soldier in WWII. The last couple of months of the war I was actually in combat.
When I became a soldier, I was drafted in 1937, and instead of being released two years later, I had to stay on because the war had started in the meantime. I was a soldier for more than eight years, as long a time as I was Chancellor.
I stayed in the Navy until July of 1946.