* This was the father of the Cornish Poet of the same name. He did not die on the battlefield but lived on, until he was 38. His poet son enlisted in the Royal Navy and served as a coder in WW2 before becoming a schoolmaster at the end of the war. One of his late poems was Eden Rock, in which he reflected on childhood, family and mortality:
They are waiting for me, somewhere beyond Eden Rock:
My father, twenty five; in the same suit
Of genuine Irish Tweed, his terrier Jack
Still two years old and trembling at his feet.
My mother, twenty three, in a sprigged dress
Drawn at the waist, ribbon in her straw hat,
Has spread the stiff white cloth over the grass
Her hair, the colour of wheat, takes on the light.
She pours tea from a Thermos, the milk straight
From an old HP Sauce bottle, a screw
Of paper for a cork, slowly sets out
The same three plates, the tin cups painted blue.
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The poet, Charles Stanley Causley, was born in Launceston 24 August 1917. and died in Launceston aged 86 on 4 November 2003. His father, invalided out of the war, died in 1924 from his injuries and is also buried at Launceston.