Isaac Clothier was my grandfather. Although we never met, my gran spoke of him often. He was so young, as were so many others. He would have been proud of his only son, my uncle, also named Isaac. I still have the letter his commanding officer wrote to my gran informing her of his passing and all his medals. He will never be forgotten. God Bless you Granddad and thank you for our today. xx
Kathleen Maggs