STEVENSON, Malcolm Vincent
| Service Number: | 36671 |
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| Enlisted: | Not yet discovered |
| Last Rank: | Gunner |
| Last Unit: | Field Artillery Brigades |
| Born: | Sydney, New South Wales, Australia, 22 June 1896 |
| Home Town: | Uralla, Uralla, New South Wales |
| Schooling: | Not yet discovered |
| Occupation: | Bank Clerk |
| Died: | Chest condition , Sydney New South Wales, Australia, date not yet discovered |
| Cemetery: | Not yet discovered |
| Memorials: | Guyra District Great War Honour Roll, Guyra Public School Honour Roll |
World War 1 Service
| 5 Nov 1917: | Involvement Gunner, 36671, Field Artillery Brigades, --- :embarkation_roll: roll_number: '4' embarkation_place: Sydney embarkation_ship: HMAT Port Sydney embarkation_ship_number: A15 public_note: '' | |
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| 5 Nov 1917: | Embarked Gunner, 36671, Field Artillery Brigades, HMAT Port Sydney, Sydney |
Elizabeth Hedgecoe
Malcolm was my father. He enlisted on 8/1/1917 and was sent to France on the Port Sydney on 5/11/1917. He was invalided out due to a gunshot wound and gassing which occurred on 20/10/1918. Although he was on active service for less than 12 months, I learned a lot about his training at Liverpool NSW army camp from reading his weekly letters home (Guyra NSW). I still have his letters and they convey his excitement as he waited to go to war - also his great jubilation to get into Infantry. He didn't write about his experiences in the War Hospital at Exeter in the UK. However, he did mention a nurse with whom he seemed very "taken". I suppose he was disappointed (and maybe somewhat relieved)to be invalided out, but at least he was still alive. I'm very glad he didn't spend an extended length of time on active service as, being a gunner at the "front", he could very easily have been killed. Dad was 20 years old when he enlisted and was a clerk with the Bank of NSW (now Westpac). He retired from there in 1961. He married Doris in 1932 and they had three children - a very happy marriage. Dad always marched on Anzac Day and I'd march with the Junior Red Cross. He was very proud to be a returned soldier. Dad died from pneumonia in 1977. I was sorry I didn't ask him more, but I didn't find his letters for many years and had to piece a lot of his story together.
Submitted 23 May 2016 by Elizabeth Hedgecoe