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Capt Fred G. Coxen's Journal
Non-fiction story of the early battles of World War I based on my grandfather's war journal. The reddish brown military ledger was near the bottom of the tattered box which contained documents and memorabilia that once belonged to my paternal grandparents. Carefully moving items out of the way I found the 6x9 inch journal and gently lifted it from its hiding place.
I was consumed with the rea…
Contributors
- Frederick L Coxen
Creator
- Frederick G. Coxen
Subject
- World War I
- Artillery
- Trench Life
- World War I
Type of item
- Book
- Book
Date
- 1914-08-05
- 1915-05
- 1915-05
- 1914-08-05
- 1915-05
- 1914-08-05
Contributors
- Frederick L Coxen
Creator
- Frederick G. Coxen
Subject
- World War I
- Artillery
- Trench Life
- World War I
Type of item
- Book
- Book
Date
- 1914-08-05
- 1915-05
- 1915-05
- 1914-08-05
- 1915-05
- 1914-08-05
Providing institution
Aggregator
Rights statement for the media in this item (unless otherwise specified)
- http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0/
Creation date
- 2014-04-19 03:53:10 UTC
- 2014-04-19
- 2014-04-19
Temporal
- europeana19141918:timespan/c64fd560f47a6d97aca9d9ca1e4b4b9a
Places
- Western Front
Provenance
- INTERNET
Source
- UGC
Identifier
- https://1914-1918.europeana.eu/contributions/15138/attachments/157376
- 157376
Language
- eng
- English
Is part of
- EnrichEuropeana
Providing country
- Europe
Collection name
First time published on Europeana
- 2019-09-11T08:45:31.788Z
Last time updated from providing institution
- 2023-06-05T08:05:33.085Z
Table of contents
- Non-fiction story of the early battles of World War I based on my grandfather's war journal. The reddish brown military ledger was near the bottom of the tattered box which contained documents and memorabilia that once belonged to my paternal grandparents. Carefully moving items out of the way I found the 6x9 inch journal and gently lifted it from its hiding place. I was consumed with the realization I was holding a piece of history in my hands but more than that, I was holding a piece of my grandfather's life. That is important to me because during his life I never got to know him as a person. He and my grandmother visited during the summer, but even then my grandfather was not a warm fuzzy and therefore he remained a mystery. This all changed after I transcribed his journal. Through his written words I came to realize the amazing man I called grampy. As a bonus I discovered the horrors of a war I knew so little about. In America WWI is called the forgotten war because it was over shadowed by WWII and we did not get involved until late in the war therefore it did not impact our daily lives.