Talk:Eyre, John Vernon/@comment-109.149.164.120-20150131225134

This is the grave of my grandfather, who I never met. He died after being repatriated...following years as a POW. He had an operation in the camp for gall stones (we think) but on his return the family were told that the Germans might have well put to a bullet to his head. He died in 1945 despite all the efforts of his wife, Ada, my Nana, to resuscitate him. I am so proud of him, of his service to his country in both world wars. Only wish that I had been able to thank him for his contribution.