I have written about Reginald Brown before, and I shall make no apology for doing so again! He was my great-uncle, I never met him, but I am duty-bound never to forget him. Reginald's life was cut short, depriving him of the opportunity to marry and have his own descendants to remember him, so it falls to me and my cousins to do so for him.
Today is, I imagine, the day on which Reginald's life officially ended, the day on which his Unit realised that he was definitely not just missing, but dead. There is no exact day, no time, not even a body - just an official estimate of 22-25 July 1916. He was Private 2336 in the 1st Battalion, Australian Imperial Force and during this time he and his comrades were involved in some of the bloodiest fighting on the Somme, at Pozieres. The war diary mentions "exceptionally heavy shell fire of all calibres" and reports that they could not evacuate some of the wounded for 24 hours due to a lack of stretcher bearers. Somewhere amongst all the chaos, Reginald fell. He is remembered on the Villers-Bretonneux Memorial, as is his brother Ernest. Their brother Sidney lies not too far away at Rouen.
There is a little more about Reginald here.
Lest we forget.
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