One of the first 500 to enlist in the 19 Battalion D.L.I. He was later transfered to the 13 Battalion D.L.I. He was awarded M.M. September 1917 K.I.A. 5th Oct 1918 at Cambrai. In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields. Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
Geoff Powell