Duty 0600 to 1800. Still hot and I’m feeling worn out.
The terrible strain is beginning to tell on me at last. Am outlasting all the other boys.
There was a vicious counter attack last night and the row, I’m told, was tremendous. Being off duty my chum Harry Emerson and I slept through it all and never heard a sound. The sleep was badly needed.
As the sun was setting, the rays showed through a bank of clouds and displayed a perfect map of Australia. Is that a good omen!
Our Colonel was buried at 2100 last night.
J. A. Graham
Jack Graham, ANZAC soldier, kept a diary from 1914-1918. Here it is, blogged 100 years later to the day....