A moment of your time.

[Downunder Kilt]

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old;
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.

Lest We Forget

[Ron Abbott]

A considerable number of my close ancestors lost their lives in WW1, at Gallipoli, on the western front, at Gaza and at hospitals in England after being evacuated for wounds.

One was Pipe Corporal Adam Porteous of the 1st Bn. Royal Scots Fusiliers who was wounded three times in France/Flanders in 1915 and who subsequently died of his wounds in a hospital in England. A career soldier he had previously served in South Africa and in India.

Another was Private Thomas Abbott of the 1/7th Royal Scots who was killed at the 2nd Battle of Gaza on 19th April 1917. He had survived Gallipoli only to be killed in action later.

Alexander Downie was killed at Gallipoli in January 1916, probably as a result of shell fire; just as his battalion was evacuating.

Alexander Porteous was killed at the Somme and William Strathearn died in a Liverpool Hospital of wounds received on the western front.

And these are just some of the ancestors that I have researched......

Lest we forget......

[Theyoungkiltman]

The conditions which the brave soldiers faced were horrendous. We should never forget their bravery, tenacity and devotion.

[Calgacus]

We lit a candle in memory of those who fought and died.

[Pleater]

My grandmother was married with two children when her first husband was killed at the Somme. His body was never recovered.
She married again, as she thought - he was already married with two sons - a man who had been wounded at Mons, along with his brother who was in the same regiment.
She had their first child, a boy, but he and his half brother died in an outbreak of diphtheria.
Our family history was certainly shaped by the Great War.

We make most of Remembrance Sunday rather than acknowledging the start of hostilities.

Anne the Pleater :ootd:

[chemist93]

Like the rest of you, my grandfather John Galloway served in WWI. He came home in 1919. He didn't like to talk about it. My aunt had asked him once. He had PTSD, and like many of the rest drank some liquor and buried it in work.

[Dale-of-Cedars]

My grandfather survived the Great War; he was an Acting Sergeant - mentioned in dispatches- with the 24th Battalion (Victoria Rifles) CEF - 5th Infantry Brigade, 2nd Canadian Division - out of Montreal QC.
I never got to meet him before he passed, but my mother related he was attached to the division headquarters and worked on maps and aerial reconnaissance photos (one of them below) and so fought his war behind the lines with pencil, pen and ink.

Note: photo dated 16 August 1917, I'm guessing near Lens, France; according to the battalion war diaries.

[jhockin]

Some of you (esp. In Scotland) may already know this song, and singer, but I only just stubbled across it (and him), and thought this song fitting for this thread:

[Sturdy]

My Grandad Palmer was a Doughboy at Belleau Wood and acted as a messenger, we still have his steel pot which we just gave to the local museum.

[jhockin]

Really hoping, lately, that humankind has learned the lessons of history, so that, despite current events, we don't have another world war. I believe that the majority of people wish we would "make war no more".