Last month, I visited Rutherglen cenotaph (war memorial) and found local composer Rose Smith’s elder son’s name, from the Great War (World War 1). I’m remembering him on her behalf, today.
Meanwhile, coloratura soprano Flora Woodman had a fiance, who was gassed and invalided out during the same war. I don’t know his name or what happened to him. But she never married. Happened to a lot of young women of her generation.
