- Contributed by听
- Douglas_Baker
- Location of story:听
- Egypt
- Background to story:听
- Army
- Article ID:听
- A8036859
- Contributed on:听
- 25 December 2005
Bike rides in Ismalia, December '42 (from left, Colin MacArthur, Douglas Baker and Richard Platt
We were a bunch of kids, almost all of us straight out of high school caught up in the wave of patriotism that ran counter to the rantings and strategies of Adolf Hitler. I kept ongoing war diaries of my personal experiences which thread through six long years. As boys, we grew into men almost always in the face of diabolical threats and acts of infamy which were called Nazism.
I was three times wounded, twice dangerously; firstly in infantry at Alamein and thereafter in tanks in Italy, I absconded from hospital and in bandages returned to my regiment to fight again.
I was interested in the psychology of men at bay, confronted repeatedly with bombardment, direct attack by stukas and other Nazi terror. My extensive war diaries have documented settings from the wilds of central Abyssinia to the mid-winter of 1944/5 in the Italian Apennines.
War evoked in me both curiosity and discovery, leading to the mastery of Medicine and Surgery at Sheffield University where the hidden effects of shrapnel and other missiles could be investigated further like those which had penetrated my own body.
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