Dick Sheppard: Conscience of His Age
This article was originally published on the Consequence Forum.
On a misty September day in 1914, King George the Fifth, dressed in shooting gear, stands in a field at Windsor Home Park. He aims his hammer gun at a target several hundred feet away, and fires. Beside him, a dapper man in his thirties named Dick Sheppard covers his ears, winces and coughs from the acrid smell of cordite.
The King shouts, “Bull’s eye!” Dick looks impressed, but the King turns to him and scowls. ...