Attached to 7th Battalion and spent one of the most trying times of my life.
Turks started shelling position and we took refuge under a gun (a stupid thing to do). Got buried twice through falling earth caused by shells. Two shells came under the gun and failed to explode (a lucky escape) and another killed the man on duty with me.
An Indian near me went out and repaired a telephone wire under a perfect hail of shrapnel. He must have had a charmed life and well deserved the V.C. I got off with a few scratches from flying splinters.
J. A. Graham
Jack Graham, ANZAC soldier, kept a diary from 1914-1918. Here it is, blogged 100 years later to the day....