Write everything down as far as you can see, if you can. Write about your own life and your loved ones.
If only someone had written down the events leading to Roy Albert Wheaton’s death in Palestine, World War I, 1917. But nobody did. It is heartbreaking to read his mother’s beautiful handwriting begging for more information about his death. The only clues are in the medical records: “GSW (gunshot wound) chest” and “died of injuries”. He received a medal for his bravery in war, the instance when he saved someone from drowning.
I have been thinking about Mary Wheaton, his mother, and hope she found peace. She was already widowed, and died within a few years after she lost her son. May their memories be eternal. I am grateful that Australia keeps war records so that we can remember those we lost.