ARTS AND CULTURE
- Brian Matthews
- 21 April 2010
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Harry was 18, a knockabout bush larrikin ready to give anything a try. He joined the Second Machine Gun Battalion on 10
February 1915 and landed at Gallipoli on 16 August. For the next four months he, like so many of his fellow
soldiers, had an undistinguished, brutalising time, memories of which
would stay with him forever.
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