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Sutton in Ashfield Nottinghamshire
John William Pickbourne was born in 1897 he was the son of John a colliery banksman and Mary Ann Pickbourne née Chapman and the brother of Thomas, Mary Ada and Rebecca Evelyn Pickbourne. John was born in 1858 at Mansfield he died in 1916 aged 58 yrs , Mary Ann Chapman was born in 1866 at Mansfield she died in 1918 aged 56 yrs, they were married on 11th February 1888 at Sutton in Ashfield, they went on to have 9 children, sadly 3 died in infancy or early childhood. In 1911 they lived at 19 Duke Street Sutton in Ashfield John 55 yrs is a colliery banksman, he is living with his wife Mary Ann 42 yrs and 4 of their children including John William 14 yrs a colliery banksman His pension record card shows his sister Evelyn Pickbourne living at 66 Wallis Street, Basford as his next of kin.
He was a colliery banksman.
07 Nov 1918
Army Service Corps
Private John Willam Pickbourne, enlisted at Mansfield whilst residing at Bulwell he initially served with service number 16/26990 in the 16th battalion (Chatsworth Rifles ) Sherwood Foresters Regiment, he transferred on 13th December 1917 to the 2nd Base Horse Transport Deport Army Service Corps, He died of influenza at No. 57 Stationary Hospital, Italy, on 7th November 1918. He is buried in Arquata Scrivia Communal Cemetery Extension.
Article published on 3rd January 1919 in the Nottingham Free Press :- “DIED IN ITALY. “PTE. PICKBOURNE, SUTTON. “Pte. Pickbourne, of Duke-street, Sutton – who enlisted in June 1915 – has died in Italy as the result of influenza at the age of 22 years. The following letter has been received from the matron of the hospital. “You will have heard the sad news of your son's death at 1 p.m. to-day long before this letter can reach you. I cannot tell you how grieved we all are that all we did was of such little use, but at least you can have the comfort of knowing that he was very thoroughly well looked after [illegible] night and day. This morning, as I stood beside him within an hour of his death he lay unconscious of all around him, with clasped hands apparently praying. One could only suppose by the tone that he was praying; one couldn't distinguish any word, but he kept it up without ceasing for some hours. His attitude and the tone of his voice all seemed to indicate that he was praying. He looked very pathetic, such a young lad, too. We send you our deepest sympathy.” Above article is courtesy of Jim Grundy and his facebook pages Small Town Great War Hucknall 1914-1918
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