Posted 30 September 2010 - 07:35 PM
I haven't visited the grave, but it is something I will do before too long, even if it is the only thing I do in Egypt.
It is ironic that almost 20 years ago my cousin was working as an Archaeologist and Egyptologist all over the country, but at that time none of us knew where Syd was buried and so the opportunity was missed.
Even though no one in my family was born when Syd died, the effect it had on the family is still spoken about by my eldest relatives. It seems that my great granddad took the death of his son particularly hard. He had been a professional career soldier and served from 1879 to 1902 with 1st and 2nd Bn York and Lancaster Regiment. Perhaps the carnage of the Great War was traumatic for a soldier used to fighting on a much smaller scale and for less time. Perhaps his relief at the war being over and then it being shattered by the death of his son was almost to much to bear.
Until his death at the age of 91 in 1952, my great granddad spent many hours 'reading' in his shed at the bottom of his garden. Referring to it as a shed doesn't do it justice really, it was a small wooden building, well stocked with books and equipped with a stove and kettle.
It was a retreat to which he went when he needed time on his own, to think and, I'm sure, to mourn his son. Visitors were expected to anounce themselves and wait to be invited inside.