My great uncle Harry, died aged 19 years during WW1, he went down with his ship which lies somewhere off the coast of North Wales, his body was never recovered. Our poppy is a way of remembering him, even though we never met, I was able to research his life and naval history which brought me closer to him. It now takes pride of place in a display cabinet in my husbands study. When ever I see it I think of Harry, God Bless him.

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