William Crombie Ritchie … the middle name I believe was added in later life
b1873 ….m1902 ….d1951At the outbreak of WW1 he was a Lieutenant in the 18th (Reserve) Battalion Royal Scots. At the age of 40+ and the fact that he was in a reserve battalion, it was thought that he was unlikely to have seen action, possibly behind a desk, but in a piece I found, that he had written about his mother at the time of her death in 1922 … he mentions the war
“….. We were forced to make long night marches, and in our attacks we had to leap wire entanglements and trenches, but never once did any of my young comrades say, or even give it a thought, that I was double their age ….” …obviously he was not behind a desk.
At the time of writing this he was engaged in …. “... squaring accounts and details of the Great War ….” and was now the rank of Captain.
Family was important to him but sadly this line ended with his children.
William and Doris never married but Betty and Sybil did … as can be seen in the LO below.
Sybil apparently had no children and I know there was a story told to me about the reason but I have forgotten …maybe I will remember when I’m not trying.
Betty’s tragic story I do remember .....
She miscarried a child and soon after they found she had a problem with her heart. She however fell pregnant again and everything was going well. She and her husband lived in Glenluce where he was a teacher. It was a very remote area and one doctor covered a large area. This doctor also has his own problems to cope with … the tragic death of his only son … and his patients felt that that his mind was not on them … and it proved to be the case with Betty.
She became very tired and sick but it was put down to her heart …then strange marks appeared on her body, which were ignored. Finally, when she was actually bed ridden, it was taken seriously and it was discovered that the twins she was carrying had been dead for sometime. She was taken to hospital but died of blood poisoning a week later, aged 33
.Take Care xx
3 comments:
How tragic, just a year older than myself. And yet you still hear stories like this today :(
beautiful LO, but what a sad story! think I need to go and find a tissue.
I've got goosebumps...
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