Sid Hill
0 happy day, Callooh! Callay!
and thrushes warbling in the bush”
He’d often quote
\in his exuberance,
fracturing Carroll’s work to suit.
A poet in his own right, too,
this moral man,
the one about the nurse at Bamfield
still etches on the inner mind.,
He landed on an alien shore
to free those held by vicious war,
and three days later, at Putot,
he fell;
a sergeant then.
And the west coast winds still
howl their rage at the empty shore
from whence he came,
demanding poems never formed,
seeking dreams left untold.
Andy Mulcahy
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Sergeant Sidney Hill; K57067 ,was killed on June 9. 1944 during the counter attack at Putot en Bessin
This is a poem dedicated to Sergeant Sid Hill of the Canadian Scottish Regiment, who landed on D Day. June 6th, 1944 and was killed three days later.
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Thank you for doing this Andy. I wonder if Sid Hill’s family ever knew of your poem.
I didn’t go to the ceremony. I always cry.