Amy Eliza WRIGHT

WRIGHT, Amy Eliza

Service Number: Staff Nurse
Enlisted: 12 July 1917
Last Rank: Staff Nurse
Last Unit: Australian Army Nursing Service (WW1)
Born: Kyneton, Vic., 1887
Home Town: Kyneton, Macedon Ranges, Victoria
Schooling: Not yet discovered
Occupation: Nurse
Died: Heidelberg, Vic., 1970, cause of death not yet discovered
Cemetery: Not yet discovered
Memorials: Kyneton Honour Roll
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World War 1 Service

12 Jul 1917: Enlisted Australian Army Nursing Service (WW1), Staff Nurse, Staff Nurse, Australian Army Nursing Service (WW1)
31 Aug 1917: Involvement Australian Army Nursing Service (WW1), --- :embarkation_roll: roll_number: '23' embarkation_place: Sydney embarkation_ship: HMAT Wiltshire embarkation_ship_number: A18 public_note: ''
31 Aug 1917: Embarked Australian Army Nursing Service (WW1), HMAT Wiltshire, Sydney

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Biography contributed by Faithe Jones

Daughter of Francis and Mary Eliza (nee PRICE) WRIGHT of Epping St, Kyneton, Victoria

Did not marry

Nurse Amy Wright

Another Kyneton Hospital trainee is embarking shortly for service abroad. Nurse Amy Wright, daughter of Mrs. Wright of Epping street, and sister of Mrs. W. Airey. Her many friends wish her a safe return home.

Kyneton Guardian Tuesday 10 July 1917 page 2

Where some of our boys sleep
In Belah, Palestine

Nurse Amy Wright, sister of Mrs. Airey of Epping Street, Kyneton, thus describes the resting place of some of our boys in Belah Cemetery, Palestine.
"On a sloping hill of Belah, where so short a time ago battle and strife were rampant, but where now all is peace and quiet, serenely they sleep - some of our boys. But what a world of comfort for those sorrowing ones at home could they but see the beauty of that garden, where their loved ones are laid. It's wall are tall hedges of cactus, bright with red and yellow blooms. Softly the wind rustles the leaves of the few remaining trees, and the sun shines gently down on each little white cross 'erected by his comrades.' The neat white rails and the badges worked in tiny shells or pebbles are also the work of those faithful comrades: but God Himself has planted the flowers. Very beautiful indeed, they are - wreaths of tiny white daisies nestling close to the brown earth, pure and white, symbol of the cause for which these sons of the Empire died; crimson poppies in profusion, telling of blood spilt, while over all is flung a mantle of royal purple flowers of wondrous heavy and richest perfume, speaking of loss and freedom and all that is pure. And so we leave them, sleeping where they once fought, within sound of the sobbing sea, lulled by the soft wind, praised by happy birds, bathed in the golden sunshine of Palestine. As our hearts burn anew with love and sorrow, joy and sympathy for those who have fallen, and for their comrades who still carry on"

Kyneton Guardian Tuesday 02 July 1918 page 4

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