Stop number YELLOW 3: Look to your right and you will be able to see a CWGC grave (that's one of the tall white war ones) on a private plot. This is a double memorial for the two Reynolds brothers.
Reynolds family plot
Read the story below and when you are ready to move on click on the dot/circle for T White.
Grave of Frank Cooper Reynolds
London Road (SWOP BFP04112)
Frank Cooper Reynolds 1893-1916
I was born in the winter of 1893 here in High Wycombe. My family was made up of my father, mother, two brothers, sister and myself.
My father was a coach builder. His name was George and he died at the young age of 38 years when I was three so I donít really remember him. My older brother George, who we called Eddie, missed him very much. We lived in a house on London Road here in High Wycombe. It was very small as we could not afford much, especially after my father died. However, we made do and were happy.
My brother George decided to join the army. I was not old enough to enrol yet so I joined my mother, Mary in the hairdressing salon on Church Street. All was well and I even met a girl there. We were young, innocent and happy. However, the death of my mother in the winter of 1911 was a rude awakening. My world was further turned upside down in the year that I turned 22.
In 1914 the war started. With no reason to stay at home, I quit my job as a hairdresser and joined the First Life Guards. We spent six months training in England before we were ready to go into combat. I was eager to prove myself and was proud to represent my country.
We crossed over to France and marched down to a training camp. Here, we continued our training, this was very physically demanding on all of us. We were not to be boys anymore, thatís what we were told.
It was then on the morning of the fifth of August 1916 that we had our final practice before we would be ready to go into battle. However, I never had this opportunity. I was accidently injured in our final bayonet practice session.
It all happened so quickly. I saw the blade rushing towards me but I did not move out of the way quickly enough. The blade went in fast and unmercifully since the cover had accidently fallen off. I could not breathe. I was transferred home to High Wycombe hospital. It was here that I died on the 11th August 1916.
My brother Eddie made the supreme sacrifice. During peacetime he was a popular Wycombe Wanderers goalkeeper but he was killed in action in France just one year after me in August 1917. We are remembered together here in the cemetery, my final resting place.
Frank Cooper Reynolds researched by Sonya Lebedeva and performed by Isabella, Wycombe Abbey To see the performance on YouTube click here.