The Man with the Stentorian Voice

Mabel married the soldier she fell in love with in 1911; he's the tall guy on the left of this picture with colleagues in the Royal Warwickshire Regiment as a territorial volunteer. He was later promoted to Sergeant.
Sometime during the first months of their marriage he was away at Army Camp for training and manouevres. Mabel decided to visit him and booked lodgings at the town near the Camp. She wanted to go to meet him at the base and asked the landlady for directions to the parade ground and also asked how she could go about finding him there.
"Oh that's easy!" she said "You just listen for him, you can't miss him!"
Tina always remembers her Grandfather as big and loud, she also remembers him as loving and kind - the man with the stentorian voice.

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