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An account of a long thought of journey to visit the grave of the man for whom I am named, L/Cpl Alan George Albert Waddington. He was KIA, November 18, 1944, one week to the day after the birth of his son. That son, Leslie, and I will make a brief trip to the battlefields around Caen, then through France,Belgium,the Netherlands, and to Geilenkirchen, Germany where he was killed, and ending at his final resting place in the Reichwald Forest War Cemetery just outside Kleve, Germany.
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