You’ve got mail Harvey….from Juliette. That poor little Belgian girl that you mislead with your winning ways. Now she writes to you imploring you to answer her, to love her. At first the postcards are in French and then she learns English, to please you. She is hoping you will reply. Little does she know that you also receive postcards from Jane and Helga and Maria and others…Did she live a life of bitterness, cursing those drat Canadians or did she find someone after the war was over…maybe she went on to lead a happy life. We will never know.
And finally here is Harvey ( on the left). Are we being too harsh with you Harvey. You are awfully young and it was the Great War after all and you were far from home. Still, you could have been kinder to Juliette. And on the reverse…..
Mugshots and turpentine.. not very subtle I admit. But that is how it is Harvey.