My own grandfather, Alfred Sturgess, was one person who survived the First World War. This photo, taken, I guess, in 1919, shows him and his bride Esther, my grandmother, at their wedding. He’s dressed in soldier’s uniform: notice the puttees on his legs.
He was a survivor, but only just. Like many others he was traumatised by his war-time experiences. He did find work as a farm labourer, but poor physical and mental health drove him from one farm to another. He died in 1939, just before the outbreak of the Second World War.