The advance was preceded by a football, kicked out into no man’s land and then enthusiastically pursued. The battalion commander thought it would be good for morale.
Zero hour. Nicholas Sims blew his whistle and led his men over the parapet. Enfilading machine gun fire raked the line. Men died on wire entanglements and hung there like the crucified Christ.
Sims pressed forward. More men died stuck waist deep in mud. He had no faith he would survive. But his family, friends and school would remember the part he played.
His part in the Great War for Civilization, 1914 - 1916.