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HAZZARD'S HISTORY NOTES



                                                         by Grant Ketcheson
                                     “THE SCARS WERE NOT ALL ON THE BATTLEFIELD”


       We all know the dreadful statistics from the First World War. The numbers of Canadians killed or wounded are
       almost beyond our comprehension. Every community in our country was affected, including the little community
       of Hazzard's Corners.
       While  we  know  the  names  of  those  who  did  not  return  and  continue  to  honour  their  memory,  particularly  on
       Remembrance Day, many who returned bore deep emotional wounds that perhaps never truly healed.
       As a child I always looked forward to a visit from my mother's aunt and uncle, Alma and Charlie Keene. Neither
       was married and they lived together, first on a farm and then later in Madoc. Aunt Alma, a tall, stern lady, was a
       long-time pianist at Hazzard's Corners Church. Pipe-smoking Uncle Charlie had a droll sense of humour and was
       my favourite uncle. (For a half-century, I thought of him every fall as I carried his old deer rifle through the bush.)
       As  an  adult,  I  learned  that  Aunt  Alma  had  been  engaged  to  Harold  Harris.  Both  the  Harris  and  Keene  families
       farmed in the Hazzard's community. I like to think that in a more perfect world, they would have married, made
       their home in our community, and along with their children attended Hazzard's Church. Alas, this was not to be.
       On May 9th, 1917, Sgt. Harold Harris was killed in action, his body never recovered. While he has no grave, his
       name is preserved on the Vimy Memorial in France. Aunt Alma never dated again. My mother used to say that
       Uncle  Charlie,  a  snappy  dresser,  usually  had  a  girlfriend  but,  as  she  put  it,  “I  think  the  reason  that  he  never
       married was that, as the youngest son, he felt it was his duty to care for Aunt Alma.”




                                                                               Alma Victoria Keene was by no means
                                                                               the  only  lady  whose  life  plans  were
                                                                               turned upside down by war. Like Aunt
                                                                               Alma, most bore their invisible wounds
                                                                               with silent dignity.

                                                                               So,  on  November  11,  as  well  as
                                                                               remembering  those  who  fell  in  battle,
                                                                               perhaps we might shed a tear for those
                                                                               whose  scars  did  not  occur  on  the
                                                                               battlefield.

                                                                                          LEST WE FORGET
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