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HUMPHRIES, William
Service Number: | 6517 |
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Enlisted: | 25 January 1916 |
Last Rank: | Private |
Last Unit: | 14th Infantry Battalion |
Born: | Wollert, Victoria, Australia, 1882 |
Home Town: | Northcote, Darebin, Victoria |
Schooling: | Not yet discovered |
Occupation: | Labourer |
Died: | Killed in Action, France, 18 August 1918 |
Cemetery: |
Villers-Bretonneux Military Cemetery Plot XI, Row D, Grave No. 6 GONE IS MY WILL I LOVED SO DEAR SILENT IS HIS VOICE I LOVED TO HEAR, Villers-Bretonneux Military Cemetery, Villers-Bretonneux, Picardie, France, Daours Communal Cemetery Extension, Daours, Picardie, France |
Memorials: | Australian War Memorial Roll of Honour, Northcote Prince of Wales Methodist Church Honor Roll |
World War 1 Service
25 Jan 1916: | Enlisted AIF WW1, Private, 6517, 14th Infantry Battalion | |
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2 Oct 1916: | Involvement Private, 6517, 14th Infantry Battalion, --- :embarkation_roll: roll_number: '11' embarkation_place: Melbourne embarkation_ship: HMAT Nestor embarkation_ship_number: A71 public_note: '' | |
2 Oct 1916: | Embarked Private, 6517, 14th Infantry Battalion, HMAT Nestor, Melbourne |
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Add my storyBiography contributed by Stephen Brooks
William Humphries gave his next of kin as his wife, Mrs Ethel Humphries, 21 Dally Street, Northcote, Victoria. He was badly injured by mustard gas during February 1918 and evacuated to England for several months to recover. William was the father of four children and his wife posted the following notice in the Melbourne Age, during September 1918.
HUMPHRIES.— Died of wounds in France on 18th August, Private William Humphries, 14th Battalion, age 36 years, dearly beloved husband of Mary Ethel, loving father of Ethel, Amy, Gordon, Ivy and little Elsie and Jean, both dead.
The hardest part is yet to come,
When the other boys return,
For I'll miss among the happy throng,
Dear Bill, who will never return.
One or the best. — Inserted by his sorrowing wife and little children.