The Wildgoose Chase

I met Chelsea Pensioner Walter Wildgoose in 1977 when he was 87 and I was 26. Through a series of letters written over the last year of his life, he passed along his life story - the workhouse children's home, a life in the British Army witnessing the opening battles of World War I and life in India, a remarkable family surviving the bombs of World War II London. This blog will document my research and progress on the novel I'm writing about this amazing man.

Monday, September 26, 2005

Death of young Walter

While Walter was stationed in India, his namesake and first-born Walter Aubrey died of meningitis in the summer of 1920. He was 3 1/2 years old. May, who had delivered her second son Douglas in January 1920, was left to cope with the loss by herself.

Walter (big Walter) doesn't say much about his first son's death in his letters to me. I think the photograph at left speaks volumes - young mother at the grave of her son, holding her other child. May must've been a sturdy soul, but this was nothing out of the ordinary for the age. More loss was to come.
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posted by MaryB @ 4:44 PM  


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