Quebec
October 1914
Dear Mother,
I have been at Camp Valcartier for nearly a month now, and have been receiving basic training along with “30,000 volunteers from across Canada” (Cranny 32). I have gotten to meet many fine young lads all the way from Nova Scotia to Prince Edward Island (Cranny 33). Having worked with them for weeks now, I must say that I feel a greater sense of pride for my country, and I believe that many of the other lads share the same nationalistic sentiments. I can truly say that I am proud to be a part of the Canadian Expeditionary Force. Before enlisting in the army, I felt no strong ties to French Canada or any place other than British Columbia, but I now see that the men from those regions are not too different from the chaps in British Columbia. We are all Canadians.
Please do not worry about me, Mother. Conditions have not been terrible here, and you would be glad to know that “meals [are] prepared daily for [us]” (Queen’s). I still remember the day that I first decided to enlist in the army. You had such conflicting feelings about me leaving for war. I was adamant on serving our mother country, though, and the propaganda posters everywhere strengthened my determination to serve. Later on, when Prime Minister Borden passed the War Measures Act for the reason of protecting Canada’s “security, defence, peace, order, and welfare” (Cranny 34), I began to feel a stronger need to protect Canada, too. Although Prime Minister Borden stated that “there would be no conscription” (Cranny 49), I felt very patriotic anyway and wanted to fight for the British Empire. The idea of fighting for one’s country has always appealed to me as well.
Anyway, I believe that the war shall not go on for too long. I expect to be back home by Christmastime, so do not fret. I hope to hear from you soon.
Your loving son,
Arnold