I am a distant cousin of George Augustus King and came across his obituary while researching. If he had survived Passchendaele he would probably have been promoted to Brigadier. Another of New Zealands finest -lost in his prime.
Rest in peace George -you will always be remembered.

I remember you always, my grandfather (Kelynge Everest England's) cousin. You were the son of my great great aunt. I spoke to your daughter Nan Simcox once and I could hear your adventurous spirit and the solid platform of good strong values in her voice. She told me she was 'past her used by date'. She was funny and she sounded just like family, one of us. I lost my father at a young age and I felt so sad that she lost you. Your wife, her mother, never remarried. "There was only one man for me," Nan told me her mother had said. I am not surprised. What a great good man you were, loved by the tangata whenua, died at Passchendale. What war does. Thank goodness you'd had a child and that your descendants live on.

To the Grandfather I (Patty) never met but was dearly loved by Granny and his daughter Nancy and whom I knew through family memories and diary. Mum and family were able to meet his horse when he arrived back on the wharf in Wellington.