Killed In Action World War I

 Greater Gift Hath No Man 

Then To Lay Down His Life For A friend 




                                                                    Butt, Fred  Royal Navy Reserve



        Pte. Jeffers, Silas 1st. Bn Royal Nfld Regiment            LC Moores Samuel 1st. Bn Royal Nfld Regiment



         Pte. Dean, Walter 1st. Bn Royal Nfld Regiment            Pte. Harttree Sidney 1st. Bn Royal Nfld Regiment  


The Trenches At Beaumont Hamel 

Pte. Silas Jeffers

       Lest We Forget 
Freedom Has A Price
They shall be remembered at the downing of the sun
  In hallowed fields they will remain, forever young.
                                                                                                  Roland L. Noel




Flanders Fields 

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
In Flanders fields.

By: Lt. Col. John McCrae, M.D., 1872-1918



Copyright 1999 by Roland L. Noel. All rights reserved. Revised: 23 Jul 2000 14:48:56 -0400