BUCKLAND, Reginald John
| Service Number: | 2059 |
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| Enlisted: | 18 December 1914 |
| Last Rank: | Lieutenant |
| Last Unit: | 8th Light Horse Regiment |
| Born: | Dubbo, New South Wales, Australia, 1 September 1892 |
| Home Town: | Leadville, Warrumbungle Shire, New South Wales |
| Schooling: | The King's School, Parramatta, New South Wales, Australia (1906-1912) |
| Occupation: | Farmer |
| Died: | Died of wounds, Egypt, 9 August 1916, aged 23 years |
| Cemetery: |
Kantara War Memorial Cemetery Plot A. Grave 81. |
| Memorials: | Dunedoo & District War Memorial |
World War 1 Service
| 18 Dec 1914: | Enlisted AIF WW1, Private, 2059, 4th Field Ambulance | |
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| 22 Dec 1914: | Embarked AIF WW1, Private, 2059, 4th Field Ambulance, --- :embarkation_roll: roll_number: '22' embarkation_place: Melbourne embarkation_ship: HMAT Berrima embarkation_ship_number: A35 public_note: '' | |
| 10 Dec 1915: | Involvement AIF WW1, Private, 2059, 8th Light Horse Regiment, Transferred to. | |
| 14 Dec 1915: | Promoted AIF WW1, Lance Corporal, 8th Light Horse Regiment | |
| 20 Feb 1916: | Promoted AIF WW1, Lieutenant, 8th Light Horse Regiment, Promoted to 2nd Lieutenant. | |
| 23 Jul 1916: | Involvement AIF WW1, Lieutenant, 2059, Taken on strength, the 3rd Brigade Machine Gun Section. | |
| 9 Aug 1916: | Involvement AIF WW1, Lieutenant, 2059, 2nd Lieutenant. Killed in Action. Once transported to the 3rd Light Horse Field Ambulance in Haasanien, he died of wounds to the chest. | |
| 9 Aug 1916: | Involvement AIF WW1, Second Lieutenant, 8th Light Horse Regiment, Battle for Pozières , --- :awm_ww1_roll_of_honour_import: awm_service_number: awm_unit: 8th Australian Light Horse Regiment awm_rank: Second Lieutenant awm_died_date: 1916-08-09 |
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Add my storyBiography contributed by James Forbes
REGINALD JOHN (REX) BUCKLAND.
This has been a tragic quarter in the history of the School. "We read with thrilling pride of the doings of our gallant Anzacs, and then we wait, for the inexorable- lists of casualties that shew how great a price we pay. The School mourns for several of her sons who have recently died gloriously in the great cause of freedom.
And whilst all are held in equally high honour, there is one who stands out prominently—Rex Buckland. -partly because his career at school was unique, and also because as an Old Boy he has always exercised a power of attracting others, so that wherever he was hebecame a centre of aggregation of Old Boys. The Magazine ofDecember, 1912, shews the position held in the School by him:—
Came to the School July, 1906; left October, 1912. Monitor 1909-10-11-12; Captain of School 1910-U-12; Captain of Broughton House 1910-11-12; Captain'of Land Class ]911-12; First Fifteen 1908-9-10-11-12; Honour Cap 1910-11-12; Captain of 1st XV 1911-12; Captain of Athletic Team for G.P.S. Sports.
Sports Club Committee; First Lieutenant in Cadets; holder of Burkitt Shield for 1911-12; winner of open boxing championship of School, 1911. In the same Magazine we read: "On the last day ofterm a presentation was made by the School to her Captain, RBuckland, whose long reign was then closing. The ceremony was probably unique, but then so was Buckland's career among us." In one of his letters which we publish there is an ominous reference to the need of writing at once, as one never knows what the morrow will bring forth. There is, too, a pathetic interest in his final sentences, in which he shews how the man who hourly looks death in the face begins to realise his absolute loneliness in the scheme of creation, and to see that there is one question which he alone can and must answer for himself. We who knew Rex Buckland like tofeel that our Old Boy had already replied to this question in that quiet, manly way so characteristic of him, and that all's well with him in that glorious band who have heroically "answered 'Adsum' to the Master's call in that great Upper School."
The Upper School, dim portraits on the wall, show scholars who have put their books away!
While trophies old, that strength and skill recall. Are decked anew to greet a gala-day.
Names held in honour by the Church and State. On woodwork graven deep with long—worn knives,
When years were few and spirits were elate, Nor care nor.fame had tried those sturdy lives.
' Peace, peace! Our hero joins them, one and all, The just who have out-grown our narrow rule!
Has answered "Adsum" to the Master's call. In that great Upper School.
MAUDE B. JACOB.
The King's School Magazine, September 1916.
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