SQUIRES, Albert [of Worksop]
Pte. Albert Squires in the Borough of Worksop Roll of Honour of the Great War 1914 - 1918 (at Worksop Library)
Worksop Guardian, Sissons and Son Ltd
K.O.Y.L.I.
Worksop Guardian 20 November 1914
News was received on Sunday morning by Mrs A Squires of Allen Street, Worksop, of the death of her husband, Pte Albert Squires, of the K.O.Y.L.I. The sad news was somewhat belated. As the Government intimation, which also bore the usual expression of the Kings sympathy, showed that he was killed in action in France on Oct. 18th. Pte Squires, who was well known in Worksop, and amongst his immediate friends as “Tran”, served 3 years in the K.O.Y.L.I., but had been away from the colours eight or nine years. His service as a reservist was requisitioned by the Government, almost at the beginning of the war, and has been through much of the fighting. He is a son of Mrs Savage, of Norfolk Street, who has two other sons and a son-in-law at the front, and another of her sons left on Tuesday. Pte Squires, who was about 31 years of age, leaves a widow but no children. He had only been married about two years.
Last letter home:- Private Squires’ last letter to his wife is dated Oct 15th and at that time he was, according to is letter, in the best of health. “I received your letter”, he says, “on Sunday October 11th and it is a very good photo of you. I keep having a look at it. It is the first chance I have had time to write since I got your letter….The boys keep getting letters and parcels here, so if you want to send me anything I shall get it in about six days. I should like a Sunday paper sending, and I have no writing paper. It is very hard to get here. A bit of tobacco would come in useful. We get it issued to us, but we don’t know how long we have to wait for it. I shall never forget the 14th of this month. I think we shall be home for Xmas, all being well. We get something good to eat to say we are at the front. It’s a long while since I had a good sleep. Roll on, Worksop! I hope we all have good luck. I haven’t drawn any money since I have been out here. I am in the best of spirits. Give my best love to my mother and all at home. Tell Jimmy I am T.T. Keep writing; don’t wait for me writing, from your ever-loving Albert. I am always thinking of you. Good Luck”. Then follows a number of crosses. Mrs Squires kept on writing, but alas! There was no reply. Her husband was killed three days after he wrote the letter given above. His wife and mother beg to thank their neighbours and friends for the kind sympathy they have shown them in their bereavement.