Remembrance day in Coverack

Today marked 100 years since the end of the First World War. A ceremony in Coverack remembered those who lost their lives, including those from our village.

Those who lost their lives in World War I:

Zoe Kathleen Bryan-Daunt, Nurse, who died on 02 October 1918, aged 25.

Navy

Thomas John Eustace, Boatswain, who died on 31 May 1916, aged 35.

Frederick John Freathy, Petty Officer 2nd Class, who died on 01 November 1914, aged 46. His son, Frederick Charles Freathy, also fell.

John Carey, Boy, who died 09 February 1917, aged 17.

Army

William Henry Bonfield, Lieutenant, who died in Belgium on 26 October 1917, aged 37. His son, Frank Bonfield, later fell in World War II.

William M. Edwards, Private, who was killed in action in France and Flanders on 24 October 1917, aged 20.

Frederick Charles Freathy, Private, who was killed in action in France and Flanders on 11 December 1917, aged 22. His father, Frederick John Freathy, also fell.

William James Hocking, Private, who died on 07 March 1916, aged 20.

Those who lost their lives in World War II:

Frank Bonfield, Master at Arms, who died on 02 October 1942 as a prisoner of war in Japan, aged 41.

Richard Simon Bowden, Able Seman, who drowned in Libya on 07 February 1945, aged 35.

John Cruze, Boatswain, who died when MV Scottish Minstrel was torpedoed on 16 July 1940, aged 57.

Annette Bamford Hunter, Warden, who died on 17 August 1942, aged 46.

George Herbert White, Chief Petty Officer, who died in bombing on 09 April 1942, aged 40.

We also remember the many people whose lives’ were cut short by the physical and mental impact their service had on their health. Many returned later from prisoner of war camps and military hospitals and died shortly after the wars as a result of their sacrifices.

We will remember them.

This plaque stands on the cliffs at Pentire Point in North Cornwall, where Laurence Binyon composed his poem “For the Fallen” whilst looking out to sea in mid-September 1914, at the outbreak of World War II.

ForTheFallenPlaqueCornwall
Photograph of For the Fallen Plaque reproduced courtesy of Wikimedia Commons and available at http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:ForTheFallenPlaqueCornwall.jpg

For the Fallen
With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
England mourns for her dead across the sea.
Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,
Fallen in the cause of the free.

Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal
Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres,
There is music in the midst of desolation
And a glory that shines upon our tears.

They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted;
They fell with their faces to the foe.

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years contemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.

They mingle not with their laughing comrades again;
They sit no more at familiar tables of home;
They have no lot in our labour of the day-time;
They sleep beyond England’s foam.

But where our desires are and our hopes profound,
Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight,
To the innermost heart of their own land they are known
As the stars are known to the Night;

As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,
Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain;
As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,
To the end, to the end, they remain.

By Laurence Binyon