My grandfather fought on the western front during the First World War. On 1st May 1918 his company had the gruesome task of burying some Allied soldiers. Pop says in his diary, “Today being a little foggy I along with two mates put in the morning burying English Tommies who have been lying dead in front of our trench for several days”. One of the English soldiers was Lady Kennedy's son Captain John Kennedy. Pop took a watch from the Captain and when in England handed it to Lady Kennedy, telling her where her son was buried - she did not know until then where he had been buried. She had already lost two sons in the war (she had 4 sons and only 1 survived the war). She was grateful to my grandfather and gave him a silver trinket box engraved with her thanks. They seemed to have corresponded for a time and she wrote to him from Burnt House, the letter I've mentioned before