Church elders’ emotive list of the fallen

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A measure of Campbeltown’s loss in the First World War was captured as six church elders listed the 91 fallen in one congregation.

The names were read out by Andrew Ronald, Archie Cook, Jim McKinven, Shirley Bannatyne, Margaret Mathieson and Sheena Howarth during the remembrance service at Highland Parish Church.

Reverend Anne McIvor, who officiated, felt that the emotion was clear particularly when some surnames were repeated a number of times and readers slightly stumbled on the words.

Rev McIvor read the dedication on the plaque to those who fell: ‘To the glory of him who died for all and in memory of the men of this congregation who laid down their lives in the Great War.’

The names of the fallen were: A Borthwick, A Brodie, J Brodie, D Brown, N Brown, G Campbell, J Campbell, N S Campbell, P Campbell, Dan Christie, D Christie, J Colville, D Conley, H Connor, W J Cook, N Currie, D Docherty, J Docherty, M Docherty, J D Galbraith, T Gillies, D Graham, J Graham, D Harvey, D Henderson, N Henderson, A Johnston, J Johnston, R Kelly, C Lang, J Maloney, H G Martin, D Mathieson, Jas Morrison, J Morrison, T R Morrison, N McArthur, A McCallum, D McCallum, D McP McCallum, J McCallum, N M MacCallum, P McS McCallum, G M McConnachie, DLD McDonald, D McDonald, D McDougall, E McEachran, J McEachran, D McGougan, D McIntyre, M McIntyre, J McIver, D McIvor, J McKinlay, A McKinnon, A K McKinven, A K McKinven, R McKinven, A McLachlan, D McM McLachlan, J McLean, D McLellan, C McMichael, D McC McMillan, J McMillan, P McMillan, R McMillan, D McPherson, J R McPherson, P McPherson, T McPherson, D McSporran, J McTaggart, J McVey, D O’May, W O’May, A Paterson, J M Paterson, J Paterson, W B Paterson, A Rankin, J Rankin, D Shearer, C Sheddan, W Sheddan, D Sinclair, P Sinclair, D Smith, J Stalker, M Stewart.

After the names had been red out senior elder Duncan McSporran joined Rev McIvor to light a white candle.

There was a poppy shower from the balcony planned by four elders: Elise Glendinning, Margaret McIvor, Margaret Houston and Liz Kennedy.

The organist was Catriona MacDonald and, during the service, Sheila Ann McCallum sang In Flanders Fields.

During her reflection, Rev McIvor spoke of padre poet Reverend G A Studdert Kennedy, who won a military cross for his bravery in tending to the wounded in no-man’s-land.

Rev Kennedy was known by the troops to whom he ministered as Woodbine Willy for doling out the eponymous cigarettes as the battle raged.

Rev McIvor said: ‘His latest biography calls him an unsung hero of the First World War.

‘He not only worked in the battlefields of the trenches but, when he returned, he was a social reformer. He fought to end the slums of Britain to which those men returned.

‘I kept a book of Studdert Kennedy’s rhymes for more than 40 years. Somebody gave me this book, and it is so old, it’s virtually falling to pieces. It is very precious to me. This poem captures something of the feeling of  those who were waiting for the men to return.’

Rev McIvor read out Rev Kennedy’s Marching Song and these are the final two verses:

‘O! we’ll build a mighty temple for the lowly Prince of Peace, And the splendour of its beauty shall compel all wars to cease, There the weak shall find a comrade and the captive find release, When the army marches home.

‘Of men’s hearts it shall be builded, and of spirits tried and true, And its courts shall know no bound’ries save the bound’ries of the blue, And it’s there we shall remember those who died for me and you, When the army has marched home.’