This page is adapted from the Roll of Honour assembled by Capt. Bill Griffin (Nov 2005). Like the original, this page is dedicated to the those whose names appear on the Newton Ferrers War Memorial, to their comrades who fell with them and to their families who grieved.

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place, and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields...