This is not directly related to this thread but involves a family connection to another Alex Campbell, not my father.

The story is complicated but here is the short version. My mother's step-sister also married a Campbell, this fellow's father was Alex Campbell and he was a soldier in the second world war. Major Alex Campbell, was killed near the Moro River–south of Ortona–on Christmas Day 1943.

A poem was found in his battle jacket - "Prayer Before Battle", the poem was written by Alex Campbell and is often read at commemorative ceremonies.
Our Member of Provincial Parliament read the poem in the legislature last remembrance day.

Prayer Before Battle
Major Alex Campbell

When 'neath the rumble of the guns,
I lead my men against the Huns,
'Tis then I feel so all alone and weak and scared,
And oft I wonder how I dared,
Accept the task of leading men.

I wonder, worry, fret, and then I pray,
Oh God! Who promised oft
To humble men a listening ear,
Now in my spirit's troubled state,
Draw near, dear God, draw near, draw near.

Make me more willing to obey,
Help me to merit my command,
And if this be my fatal day,
Reach out, Oh God, Thy Guiding Hand,
And lead me down that deep, dark vale.

These men of mine must never know
How much afraid I really am,
Help me to lead them in the fight
So they will say, "He was a man".

I found this comment apparently from the chaplain of the company:
"As his body was lowered into its last resting place, and the little white cross, bearing his name and rank, was erected at its head, everyone came to attention, and said, "He was a man!""