Greetings, Nivard. Thankyou so much for the information about my relative Reuben GOODYER. It was good of you to take an interest and look it up. Another gem to add to my treasure trove! I would be grateful for the census material you offered as I haven't got this information. My remembrance was sourced from personal recollection and from the memorablia I have. Many of the facts about the GOODYER family other than this I have received through the generosity of his half sister, ( my mother's 1st cousin ---a great lass, now deceased), and two others of their family who have done some research into their line. So your kindness is much appreciated. For anyone interested the pronunciation of his surname----at least locally, in the north Warwickshire area , was "GOODJER; not GOOD-YER! Reuben was one of thirteen children born to Henry (Harry), GOODYER, a platelayer at Newdigate Colliery, Bedworth, and Sarah Ann PEGG. There were thirteen children, most dying in infancy, and only three, all boys, surviving their childhood. Their mother died at the age of 39, in 1890 very probably worn out with successive childbearing and dispirited by losing them. Reuben was not quite 3 when she died, so his childhood was scarcely easy. Given these circumstances it is remarkable that he retained his kindly nature. We have very fond memories of him. I can't imagine such a gentle man behind a machine gun! It will be a sad day if we cease to remember the sacrifices made by the men who defended the freedoms that we now enjoy. Many lost their lives, others were maimed or traumatised. Some were gassed and led half-lives as their damaged lungs failed to cope. Young women lost their husbands or sweethearts and the chance to have children of their own. Small children never knew their fathers--or older brothers--or uncles and older cousins The dreadful carnage of the 1914-1918 War meant that a whole generation of young men virtually disappeared. How would our world, differ if these losses had not been sustained ? We will never know, and it gives us pause for thought, and reflection. Regards, Muriel.