Isaac Pearce (Ike) MILLER MSM

MILLER, Isaac Pearce

Service Number: 717
Enlisted: 3 January 1916, Melbourne, Victoria
Last Rank: Company Quartermaster Sergeant
Last Unit: 38th Infantry Battalion
Born: Heyfield, Victoria, July 1887
Home Town: St Kilda East, Port Phillip, Victoria
Schooling: Not yet discovered
Occupation: Clerk/Real estate agent
Died: Natural causes (heart attack), Melbourne, Victoria, date not yet discovered
Cemetery: Not yet discovered
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World War 1 Service

3 Jan 1916: Enlisted AIF WW1, Private, SN 717, Melbourne, Victoria
20 Jun 1916: Involvement AIF WW1, Corporal, SN 717, 38th Infantry Battalion, Enlistment/Embarkation WW1
20 Jun 1916: Embarked AIF WW1, Corporal, SN 717, 38th Infantry Battalion, HMAT Runic, Melbourne
5 Sep 1919: Discharged AIF WW1, Company Quartermaster Sergeant, SN 717, 38th Infantry Battalion

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Isaac and his three brothers enlisted and all returned although each receiving multiple injuries or illnesses... His grandson David C Noonan PhD has tracked the history of the 38th Battalion and has published a book "Those We Forget"(pub MUP) about the true casualty count of the Australians in WW1

Isaac had two children - Joy Margaret and Colin Henry - with his loved wife Violet Grace. Colin became a Catholic priest. Joy married Francis Peter Noonan and they had four surviving children: John, Helen , David and Martin. John and David in particular took interest in our grandfather's war history and there is another book containing all of Isaac's letters to Violet - entitled "Dearest Violet". 

Isaac was a quartermaster - looking after feeding the troops, and ensuring supplies to the battalion. Violet had given permission to him to enlist in 1915(?) "so long as you stay out of trouble and off the grog"....he was an alcoholic when he was able to return. His brothers were variously injured with several hospital admissions.

He was a spectacularly beautiful grandfather, loving, kind, and a creator of childrens toys and fantasies - me a doll's high-chair, my brother and me a "theatre" in the bushes in his garden.

Poppa never spoke about the war. He must have suffered terribly. He was such a sensitive, loving man. He was one of the few survivors in his original group. Because he was an educated and intelligent person he became the "letter-writer" for his Commanding Officers - writing to tell the families of those who had died how their loved one had died. He had 32 COs I understand....but Poppa never spoke about the war. - Helen Noonan