This is my great-uncle.
This is where he lived with his mother and father, brothers and sisters.
This is the ship that took him to war.
This is where he was wounded. In the guts.
This is where he died; on a hospital ship.
Buried at sea, 1915, August 15, somewhere between Gallipoli and Alexandria.
But remembered here
He was one of the many; one of the 1,900 young ones, of Otago, killed during World War One; one of the 18,000 New Zealanders who died between 1914-1918; one of the 888,246 British and Commonwealth fatalities. One of…….. the list that never ends.
Does he rest in peace? I can’t.
Acknowledgement: with thanks to my brother for his photos of the Poppies and the Lone Pine Memorial, at Gallipoli.