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Police Officer Harry Everett Shore, Sr. | Ocean City Police Department, New Jersey Ocean City Police Department, New Jersey

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Harry Everett Shore, Sr.

Ocean City Police Department, New Jersey

End of Watch: Friday, July 29, 1927

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Age: Not available

Tour: Not available

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Cause: Motorcycle crash

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Officer Shore was killed when he was thrown from his motorcycle at 29th Street and West Avenues as he responded to a fire call.

Officer Shore was survived by his wife and 5-year-old son.

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Again I would like to express myself and my condolences adequately to the family of Policeman Shore and I find it so difficult to put into words."No Man's Land" (also known as "The Green Fields of France" or "Willie McBride") is a song written in 1976 by Scottish Australian folk singer-songwriter Eric Bogle, reflecting on the grave of a young man who died in World War I. Its chorus refers to two famous pieces of military music, "The Last Post" and "The Flowers of the Forest". Its melody, its refrain ("did they beat the drum slowly, did they play the fife lowly"), and elements of its subject matter (a young man cut down in his prime) are similar to those of "Streets of Laredo"
It's a song that was written about the military cemeteries in Flanders and Northern France. THE WORDS:
Well, how'd you do, Private Willie McBride,
D'you mind if I sit down down here by your graveside?
I'll rest for awhile in the warm summer sun,
Been walking all day, Lord, and I'm nearly done.
I see by your gravestone you were only nineteen
When you joined the glorious fallen in 1916,
I hope you died quick and I hope you died "clean,"
Or, Willie McBride, was it slow and so mean?

CHORUS:
Did they beat the drum slowly, did they sound the fife lowly?
Did the rifles fire o'er ye as they lowered ye down?
Did the bugles sing "The Last Post" in chorus?
Did the pipes play the "Floors1 O' The Forest"?

And did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind
In some faithful heart is your memory enshrined?
And, though you died back in 1916,
To that loyal heart are you forever nineteen?
Or are you a stranger, without even a name,
Forever enshrined behind some glass pane,
In an old photograph, torn and tattered and stained,
And fading to yellow in a brown leather frame?
[ADD'l VERSES not printed]

In our Faithful hearts your memory, Harry Shore, is forever enshrined, God Bless you and your family always

Retired Ptlm Chuck McNeely, PO
Disabled in line of duty Ocean City PD
January 6, 2017

 

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