Here is one from the Twilight Zone file I discovered this morning while going over some of my research material:


My ancestor who won the Victoria Cross succumb from wounds received in a skirmish with the Boer Commando at Driefontien on 1 March 1900. He was buried in the Driefontein Cemetery on 2 March 1900.

A relative in England described him ( in a letter to a cousin just after his death) as a tall man with a mustache, "laughing" blue eyes, and an affable nature.


I was born on 2 March 1968, I have blue eyes, have worn a mustache since I was old enough to grow one and I am fairly tall at about 6 ft. 4.5 inches.

Member: Clan of the Turdlike People.

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