I am sorry that I do not know your Christian name, which is how I like to address my former comrades in our regiment. I do not know the circumstances of your death, but, as a former Lincolns soldier myself, doing my National Service in 1950 with the 1st Battalion, I can still salute you as the brave young soldier you undoubtedly were, who died in the service of his country. Albert Communal Cemetery Extension, 28km north of Amiens, on the Somme, where you were laid to rest, was used after the Armistice to accommodate other graves from the surrounding area, so I do not know where your Lincolns unit was fighting when you lost your life. I trust that the Guard of Honour at your graveside fired the traditional salute to a fallen comrade. I can but quote the memorial hymn again, “All you had hoped for, all you had you gave to save mankind – yourself you scorned to save.”   In addition to your gravestone at Albert, where you were one of eleven Lincolns to be laid to rest, you are also remembered every year at the Royal British Legion Festival of Remembrance, when the parade is at the attention while the Queen’s Colour and the National Standard are dipped in salute as the Last Post is sounded. I offer my sympathy to your parents and other relatives who mourned your sacrifice. Rest in Peace. Harry.

Henry Harrison