727586 Lt. Harry Moore (right) joined the 4th CMR as a Lieutenant shortly after the action at Vimy, having initially joined up with the 110th Perth Regiment in Listowel, Ontario.


Far from warlike, my grandfather Harry was a teacher, wore pinc-nez glasses and carried an ivory cigarette holder. He kept himself sane in the trenches by teaching 'his guys' how to read using an Eaton's catalogue - it had pictures beside the words, you see.


His nickname throughout the war, of course, was 'Dinty' because of Dinty Moore's Stew which was in the rations. Many guys named Moore had the same nickname for that reason.


Harry saw action in all the major campaigns from August 1917 until the final days in 1918. He was wounded severely at Passchendaele and gassed at the Hindenberg line. The only lasting effects however were nightmares and the occasional shell fragment which would work its way out of him. He kept them in a little jar.


I was lucky in that he told many stories which I, as a 12 year old, recorded. These stories were for me a window into "a great and horrible adventure".





This image and biography is courtesy of Harry Moore's grandson, David Donkin.