Our house is on British Cemetery Road, just a few dozen yards from the cemetery itself, the last resting place of four sailors whose Royal Navy trawler was torpedoed by a U-boat in 1942. A plaque has lines from Rupert Brooke's 1915 poem "The Soldier":
If I should die, think only this of me:
That there's some corner of a foreign field
That is for ever England.
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