Tony & Kaiser said:
I am very sure a poor farmer's son did not go back to Beligium after the war for a visit.
I'm inclined to agree; however, it is important to remember, the CEF did not pack up and leave on 12 November 1918. My relative, who was a Sapper in the 1st Pioneers never left Belgium until 2 January 1919. He was then posted to C.R.T. Depot in Whitby, and, later, C.C.C. Kinmel Park and did not embark for Canada until 1 February 1919.
The point being, there was plenty of time to collect souvenirs from the starving Belgians. The following is a transcript from a letter my cousin wrote to my great-grandfather while on a four day leave from 1 - 5 December 1918.
Belgium
Nov. 29 / 18
Dec. 5,
Dear Uncle Fred: --
The last time that I wrote you, I believe we were feeling rather blue out here. Things looked very bad in the Spring but it has ended up the right way after all. I made a trip into Mons yesterday, went part of the way about 4 kilos by street car. I am at a little town at present called Hàvria (?). And our billets are fine, the best that I have been in out here. Things are very dear here. A little piece of soap about 2”x 3”x 1/2” costs 4 francs. I saw signs at a butcher shop in Mons yesterday: Meat 4-1/2 to 5 francs 1/2 Kilogramme - 1-1/10 lbs. A meal consisting of a very small beefsteak & some cabbage and soup costs from 6-1/2 to 8 fr.
A number of the boys have turned their leaves down but I sure did not and expect to get away for a few days too. Anything for a change. The people here are still relying on the Belgian Relief Fund for their grub. Fritz took everything with him in the shape of poultry and rabbits etc so they have not much left. There is a little girl and a boy here 11 & 13 years of age. The boy is just getting over an attack of pleurisy and is very white and sickly looking. The doctor says that he will not be long as his left lung is gone. Nearly all the kids out here have the same look on their faces. I have just been a week in bed that is the reason for the late alteration. I could not become sick enough to make hospital sorry to say.
Katherine writes a nice little letter. I will drop her a letter some time in the future. I get fed up at the letter writing business and cut it out for long spells at a time. I am enclosing a Xmas card for Katherine from Mons. Your pillow has been tramped on, sat upon, and rolled on and is still going strong. Well, I must close & hope we are not long here. I don’t get much to eat myself but I have to give half of it away when I watch these people in the house and what they have to eat.
Best Regards
Ted