I am sorry that I do not know your Christian name, which is how I like to address fomer members of our regiment. I do not know the circumstances of your death, but, as a former Lincolns Lance Corporal myself doing my National Service in 1950-51, I can still salute you as the brave NCO you undoubtedly were, who died in the service of his country. You were laid to rest in White City Cemetery, Bois Grenier, with 23 other members of our regiment during the late summer of 1915. 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.” I trust that the Guard of Honour at your graveside at Bois Grenier, 4km south of Armentieres, fired the traditional salute to a fallen comrade. I also trust you were commemorated on your home town war memorial.  But 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 relatives who mourned your sacrifice. Rest in Peace. Harry.

Henry Harrison