Sportsman to Soldier
Thank goodness I am with our best battalion—the one that gets wiped out every few months.
Letter to Edward Dent, November 1915
If Sassoon’s life lacked clear objectives before 1914, a sense of purpose was forcibly imposed by the First World War. Sassoon enlisted as a trooper in the Sussex Yeomanry on 4 August, but later took a commission in the Royal Welch Fusiliers, an infantry regiment. Gazetted as a Second Lieutenant in May 1915, he attended the Officers’ School of Instruction in Cambridge, forming a loving friendship there with a fellow-officer, David Thomas.
Sassoon and Thomas reached the Western Front in November 1915. Sassoon was an ambitious soldier and brought the physical courage of steeple-chasing to the battlefield, finding excursions into no-man’s-land ‘exhilarating—just like starting for a race’, and being determined to ‘get a good name in the Battalion, for the sake of poetry & poets, whom I represent.’ Thomas’s death in March 1916 spurred Sassoon’s aggression: ‘since they shot Tommie I would gladly stick a bayonet into a German’. Nicknamed ‘Mad Jack’, he was awarded the Military Cross in June 1916.