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In 2009 Phil and I went to France, to follow in my Grandad’s footsteps in the 1st World War, and to find the grave of his best friend William Harrold, who he had joined up with. ¬†Grandad made it through the war, but William died on 30 October 1917, 3 weeks after coming back to the war after having leave at home, where he had married his sweetheart Doris. I have both their military records, and neither had distinguished medals or mentions in despatches, but ¬†William died for his country, and Grandad lived to bring up a great family. They…