David Kimpton shares the story of his grandfather Edmund William Kimpton and his great grandfather Frederick Charles Kimpton.

Edmund enlisted at 21 years of age from Ballarat and sailed on the Orvieto to Alexandria. By chance, Edmund bumped into his father, Frederick Charles Kimpton, in Alexandria, Egypt.

We have six Anzacs in our family  – my wife and I are the family historians with our website www.ourhistoryweb.tripod.com. I have also written a tribute poem after researching their distress and anguish on the Western front called Anzacs on the  Beaches

Anzacs on the Beaches

Anzacs on the beach , our men Dad and son together again We remember them

Our boys united once were lost We got peace at their great cost We remember them

We can hear the cannon blasts The bugle cry to march is past We remember them

Thank you Father, you knew to go So I didn’t face that terrible foe We remember them

Thank you God for our Anzacs lost Found today in peace, what cost We remember them

Anzacs responded to the call Listen you can hear them fall We remember them

Lone bugler standing on that hill Sounds the charge to march and kill We remember them

Unknown soldiers no more today Here to say, thank you, now we pray We remember them

Lest we forget Becomes our cry No more sons need to die Thank you for our peace today A hundred tears our years our way We remember them

This poem is dedicated to Aunty Shirley and Aunty Edith, the daughters of our Anzacs.

Recently, Frederick was found in unmarked grave at Brighton, Victoria. (See link to news report http://youtu.be/C3Fce6BAOas)

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