This card was sent from Alsace by a French soldier, Gaston, Easter 1915. I’ve translated it. The card shows Aspach-le-Haut, in the southern part of Alsace and he is spending Easter temporarily resting in Rodern (now Roderen).
To my darling
Since yesterday evening we are again resting in the charming village of Rodern and as today is the feast of Easter we have complete rest, so I can’t let this day pass without sending a few words to you. This time I can tell you that on Friday night around ten o’clock we had an alert: it was to go and support our infantry attacking German outposts. The fight was hot: never had I seen such a storm of fire and shrapnel. Finally after one hour of fighting the enemy fled on foot and our infantry seized the front trenches. The infantry had unimaginable losses and we had none.
Now we are spending 10 days here and then we will return to the trenches. It’s like perpetually watching the same act; I ask myself, when will it all be over?
I hope that the victory will come soon and we will have the good fortune to relive the best of the old days even better than we experienced them before.
Now I have to suspend my chat with you, but I will resume soon because despite the great distance which separates our thoughts, I think of you always.
I’m still in very good health and I hope you enjoy the same. With this card I send my best memories and my sweetest kisses.
Postcard my own.