Sketch by Jack Chalker

Pathway to Chungkai

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On 10 May 1939 my elder brother Leslie and I, enlisted in the Territorial Army. We choose to join the Royal Engineers and became Sappers in the 288th Field Company, a locally formed unit. We sailed from Liverpool on October 31st 1941 and arrived at Singapore on January 29th 1942. Singapore fell to the Japanese on 15~ February 1942 and we became Prisoners of War, but were only together a month before being separated. I was sent to Singapore City to work and while there, unknown to me, in June 1942 my brother was sent to Thailand. It was over three years later before I learned that it was in the base camp at Non Pladuk that he contracted Diphtheria. With virtually no medical supplies available he had little chance to survive and died on the 28th August 1942 aged 22.  In October 1972 I accompanied our mother on a visit to Chungkai War Cemetery, 75 miles west of Bangkok, Thailand, his final resting-place. Much of the following verse was penned by an unknown many years ago and seemed as if it was written especially for us. Hopefully, it perpetuates the memory of all those that lie there.

                      Maurice Rooney

PATHWAY TO CHUNGKAI

Now that we have strolled along the pathway

Up from the river to the graves at Chungkai

To witness the solitude and beauty

Of the cemetery where a Son and Brother lie.

 

And we who've made this special journey

A pilgrimage we all have shared

Wonder why so many perished

While we who returned were spared.

 

Flowers, shrubs and trees have been planted

Tended with care through all the years

Plaques with name and epitaph printed

We read through freely flowing tears.

 

The prison camps have all now vanished

Grown over by jungle and lost in time

But the graves we see are grim reminders

Of men who were taken in their prime

 

We have this feeling he know of our presence

Just why its hard to explain

But our journey have achieved a sense of purpose

To be with him just for a while again

 

And all those who sleep out here in Thailand

And other Far East war graves o'er the sea

Will never ever be forgotten

By us who live on, forever free

Maurice A Rooney

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