This is Jocco Podcast number 43 with Echo Charles and me, Jocco Willink.

All the lads have gone out to play at being soldiers far away.

They won't be back for many a day and some won't be back any morning.

All the lassies who laughing were when hearts were light and lads were here.

They go sad-eyed wandering hither and there.

They pray and watch for the morning.

Every house has its vacant bed.

Every night when sounds are dead some woman yearns for the pillowed head of him who marched out in the morning.

Of all the lads who've gone out to play there's some will return and some who will stay.

There's some will be back most any day.

But some won't wake up in the morning.

Good evening, Echo.

Good evening.

That poem right there is called The Lads Away and it's from a book called The Glory of the Trenches.

By Conning's B. Dawson and it actually got this book an original copy of this book from a trooper.

From Jesse, a trooper up from Canada and he sent me this book and like I said it's the actual first printing beautiful copy and it has that smell.

That old book musty smell. It's one of those books where you can actually smell the age and you can smell the lessons learned and you can smell the wisdom inside of it.

And it's a different view. It's a different feel and I found it to be very fascinating.

And the intro to the book is actually written by Dawson's father.

So the intro of the book, Dawson is the guy that wrote the book Conning's B. Dawson as the guy that wrote the book.

Well his dad wrote the intro to the book and he kind of kicks it off and here's some of the highlights of that.

He says, I've already stated the conditions under which this book of my sons was produced. He was wounded in the end of June 1917 in the fierce struggle before lens.

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