This is what I was doing in France.   My son, Steve Boyd, went with me to the battle fields of the Somme.   We wanted to be there on Oct. 8th because my grandmother’s little brother was killed there that day along with a huge number of other Canadian men.   Steve wanted to play laments on his bagpipes at the gravesite near the actual place Alexander was killed 100 years later and he did.   Alexander’s body was never recovered.   Most the young men killed that day (there were hundreds of them) ended up lost in the mud and have no known graves.

Photo and liners submitted by Marion Boyd