Dear Mr. McRae
Just a line to tell you I attended & was with your boy – Pte. J.D. McRae – at one of our Main Dressing Stations where he died. His wounds were severe, though he was in little pain & for a while we were hopeful of his recovery. But it was not to be – he gradually sank & passed peacefully away during the night of the 19th.
His thoughts were with his home people all through, & several times he asked me to send you his love.
I buried him the next day in a military cemetery at Dickebusch – a place near Ypres. The grave is registered & marked with a cross & you may be sure will be looked after as you would wish.
With all sympathy in your sorrow.
12th Bn. A.I.F.