HAY, Clarence Norman Edward
Service Number: | 6026 |
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Enlisted: | 23 February 1916, Brisbane, Qld. |
Last Rank: | Private |
Last Unit: | 15th Infantry Battalion |
Born: | Hillgrove, New South Wales, Australia, February 1895 |
Home Town: | Childers, Bundaberg, Queensland |
Schooling: | Hillgrove Public School, Hillgrove, New South Wales, Australia |
Occupation: | Labourer |
Died: | GSW right shoulder and hip, France, 29 April 1917 |
Cemetery: |
St Sever Cemetery Extension, Rouen Block P, Plot II, row N, Grave No. 15 A |
Memorials: | Armidale Memorial Fountain, Australian War Memorial Roll of Honour, Childers Isis District Roll of Honour, Childers Memorial Hall (Isis District Pictorial War Memorial), Hillgrove Methodist Church Pictorial Honour Board |
World War 1 Service
23 Feb 1916: | Enlisted AIF WW1, Private, 6026, 15th Infantry Battalion, Brisbane, Qld. | |
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8 Aug 1916: | Involvement Private, 6026, 15th Infantry Battalion, --- :embarkation_roll: roll_number: '11' embarkation_place: Brisbane embarkation_ship: HMAT Itonus embarkation_ship_number: A50 public_note: '' | |
8 Aug 1916: | Embarked Private, 6026, 15th Infantry Battalion, HMAT Itonus, Brisbane |
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Add my storyBiography contributed by Faithe Jones
Son of William and Mary HAY, Isabella Street, Hillgrove, New South Wales
HAY.—In sad and loving memory of Private C. N. E. Hay, Hillgrove, N.S.W. who died of wounds received in France on 28th April, 1917. Inserted by his sorrowing friend, Jose
Degney.
HAY.—In loving memory of our dear son and brother, Pte. Clarence Hay, who died of wounds on 29th April, 1917.
None knew him, but to love him,
None spoke his name but in praise—
So young, so good, so bright, so brave,
He fought and won a heroe's grave.
[Inserted by his loving mother, brother and sisters].
HAY.—In loving memory of our dear grandson, Pte. Clarence Hay, who nobly gave his life for the Empire.
Dear is the grave whore Clarence is laid,
Sweet is the memory that never shall fade,
Flowers may wither, eyes fall to see,
If others forget, never shall we.
[Inserted by his grandfather and
grandmother, Mr. and Mrs. T. Dillon].