06/14/2026
🎖️ Lest We Forget: Private John Francis Young, VC
Born in Kidderminster, England in 1893, John Francis Young came to Canada as a young man — and when his adopted country called, he answered without hesitation.
On September 2, 1918, during the brutal fighting along the Drocourt-Quéant Line near Dury, France, Private Young did something extraordinary. As a stretcher-bearer with the 87th Infantry Battalion, he ran into open, fire-swept ground — with zero cover — to dress his fallen comrades’ wounds. When he ran out of medical supplies, he went back to headquarters under intense enemy fire to get more. He did this again and again, for over an hour, never stopping. His citation says it best: “To his courageous conduct must be ascribed the saving of the lives of many of his comrades.”
He was awarded the Victoria Cross — the highest military honour in the Commonwealth.
But here’s the part history doesn’t always tell you. 💔
John Young never truly came home. Not in the way that mattered. Like so many men who survived the trenches, the war followed him in his lungs, in his body, in every breath he took. The poison gas and the damage done on those front lines never left him. He spent his final years at the Sainte-Agathe-des-Monts sanatorium in Quebec, fighting tuberculosis — a battle made unwinnable by what the war had already taken from him.
He died on November 7, 1929. He was just 36 years old.
Like Jess Larochelle and so many others, John Young is a reminder that not every war wound bleeds where you can see it. Some soldiers survived the battlefield only to lose the longer fight — quietly, away from the headlines, far from the glory of the medals they earned.
He saved countless lives on that ridge in France. Remember his. 🌺