Soldiers, unknown

Private Edward Pouch (pictured shortly after the war) is remembered by Eryn Pouch. age 11

100 years ago

100 years ago my great granddad trained to be a soldier

100 years ago my great granddad went to war

100 years ago my great granddad fought for our country

100 years ago my great granddad turned into a fighter

100 years ago my great granddad saved lives

100 years ago my great granddad was terribly wounded

100 years ago my great granddad was lucky to come home

100 years ago my great granddad wasn’t fit for work after his return

100 years ago my great granddad was a HERO!

Private Peter McKay of 1^st Bn., Royal Scots Fusiliers, died on October 2, 1918 age 23, just five weeks before Armistice Day. He is remembered by his great niece, Unite retired member, Helen Ross.

When the final whistle blew

I never knew the man I mourn

Yet still I’m sad

His body wracked and battle worn

While he was still a lad

From Glasgow town he heard the call,

Your country needs you now,

Off he went with heart and soul,

The trenches he will plough.

I stand here 100 long years on,

In grief, for my unknown kin,

His name etched on a Portland stone,

Being brave his only sin.

His battles over, here he lies,

But he is not alone,

Another million lie nearby,

For them the battles done.

He was but one of many to die,

A Scot, steadfast and true,

23 years old was Peter McKay,

When the final whistle blew.