CASEY, Michael
| Service Number: | 4877 |
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| Enlisted: | 28 October 1916 |
| Last Rank: | Private |
| Last Unit: | 43rd Infantry Battalion |
| Born: | Oodla Wirra , South Australia, August 1893 |
| Home Town: | Oodla Wirra, Peterborough, South Australia |
| Schooling: | Oodla Wirra, South Australia |
| Occupation: | Station Hand |
| Died: | Peterborough, South Australia, 9 October 1977, cause of death not yet discovered |
| Cemetery: |
Oodla Wirra Cemetery, South Australia |
| Memorials: | Oodla Wirra Roll of Honor WW1 |
World War 1 Service
| 28 Oct 1916: | Enlisted AIF WW1, Private, 32nd Infantry Battalion | |
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| 23 Jun 1917: | Involvement Private, 4877, 32nd Infantry Battalion, --- :embarkation_roll: roll_number: '17' embarkation_place: Adelaide embarkation_ship: HMAT Borda embarkation_ship_number: A30 public_note: '' | |
| 23 Jun 1917: | Embarked Private, 4877, 32nd Infantry Battalion, HMAT Borda, Adelaide | |
| 23 Dec 1917: | Transferred AIF WW1, Private, 43rd Infantry Battalion | |
| 8 Jan 1919: | Involvement AIF WW1, Private, 43rd Infantry Battalion | |
| 4 Apr 1919: | Discharged AIF WW1, Private, 4877, 43rd Infantry Battalion, 4th MD |
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Add my storyBiography contributed by Evan Evans
From Noeleen Lloyd (grand daughter - story with respect to photo pendant)
Private Michael Casey (photo in pendant)
Do you ever believe that someone guides you? That things happen for a reason? I have turned the house upside down for the last week looking for this little pendant.
My Pa gave to his mother in 1916 as he left for the Western Front. I have taken it with me both times I’ve toured, especially on the days we were on The Somme and at Villers Brettoneux. I had it wrapped in tissue with an elastic band, in a small bag, along with his ‘Australia’ badge, my poppies and a few other pins-in my handbag. The whole time.
Where did it go that I couldn’t find it when I went looking for it? Everything else from the bag was back in its resting place. Why did I go looking for it? I was cleaning my dressing table and looked at other stuff- he was missing. It’s small and flat.
I arrived home on the 7th December. I haven’t put the bin out since then.... not enough rubbish. I was to put it out tomorrow. Something made me pull the last four weeks stinking rubbish (including ants) out of the bin and begin a painstaking task. Offering a prayer to all the Saints of lost causes... and asking Pa to bloody well show himself. Stubborn old man. At the very bottom. In the last little plastic bag of rubbish I felt a hard disc...
(Evan Evans - this is such a great story and that it is attached to such a special artifact of a sons devotion to his mother - priceless!)
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