On Christmas Eve that same year, they reach the outskirts of Bethlehem. Being informed by their senior officer that there were no lodgings for them in town, the men had to find some type of shelter. Unable to make a fire due to rain, the regiment huddled together under olive trees for the night.
Thankfully, the men’s luck changed on Christmas Day – they received news that living quarters had been arranged for them in Jerusalem. Upon their hasty arrival, the men were provided with a Christmas feast and were given two days leave from duty. Joseph stated, “Happy Christmas! Never have I experienced one half as happy or as memorable!”
When Joseph was on the Western Front in France, he was wounded again. This time he recuperated in a Canadian run hospital and was so impressed by the treatment he received that he decided to immigrate to Canada after the war.