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Scott, Richard Dawson (1924-1944)

Sherborne School, UK, Book of Remembrance for former pupils who died in the Second World War, 1939-1945.


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Details: Richard Dawson Scott (1924-1944), born 14 March 1924, son of Dr Gordon Shaw Scott and Winifred Alice Scott, of 91 Wimborne Road, Bournemouth.


Attended St Wulfran's School, Bournemouth.


Attended Sherborne School (Abbeylands) September 1937-March 1942; upper 6th form; House Prefect; PT Instructor with Badge; Sergeant in JTC; member of Duffers.


School of Oriental Languages, Dulwich (where he learnt Turkish).

Trinity Hall, Cambridge.


WW2, Sub-Lieutenant, HMS Nile, Royal Naval Volunteer Reserve (RNVR). Commissioned in the RNVR and seconded for special service in Turkey. Died of infantile paralysis while on active service at Izmir, Turkey on 27 October 1944, aged 20.


Commemorated at:

Izmir (Bornova) British Protestant Cemetery, Turkey, Grave 167. Inscription on his headstone: ‘ELDEST SON OF DR. AND MRS. GORDON SCOTT, BOURNEMOUTH, ENGLAND’,-richar...


Sherborne School: War Memorial Staircase; Book of Remembrance; Abbeylands roll of honour.


Obituary in 'The Shirburnian', December 1944: 'Dick Scott, who has recently died of infantile paralysis in Turkey, was the eldest son of Lieutenant-Colonel and Mrs G.S. Scott of 91, Wimborne Road, Bournemouth. He was at Abbeylands from September 1937 to March 1942. On leaving School he went to the School of Oriental Languages at Dulwich, where he learnt Turkish with conspicuous success. Commissioned in the R.N.V.R., he was seconded for special service in Turkey, where he remained till his death. Dick Scott had a very good brain and was possessed of a very keen sense of humour, which made him an excellent companion. Besides this he had a steadfastness of purpose which would, one feels sure, have lead him to success in whichever career he had chosen.'


Essay written by R.D. Scott about the bombing of Sherborne on 30 September 1940:

‘Sherborne. September 30th 1940. At a quarter to five on Monday afternoon, the 30th of September, I was in afternoon School, leaving Spanish. The siren had sounded some minutes before, & from the room above us – No.7 classroom, Form I had come down to join us. After the interruption which their entry caused, we worked on peacefully until suddenly about then to five the door started banging, & the windows started to vibrate. At the same time we felt the ground beginning to tremble slightly, we did nothing, until when it began to draw nearer, & we realised what was happening, we got down on to the floor by the walls, & waited, hoping that they would come no nearer.

The floor however began to vibrate more ominously than ever, & the door indulged in a frenzied opening & shutting. Each noise was louder than the last, each vibration more terrifying. Suddenly we heard a noise like an express train, followed by a terrific crash, as if the end of the world had come. The floor seemed to rise up & try to hurl us towards the ceiling. The windows in many places were broken & twisted, & dust & gravel poured in from the courts. Finally they got further & further away, & disappeared altogether. We did not however get off the floor! Then the Abbey clock struck five o’clock, & we realised that at any rate it had not been damaged.

The Headmaster suddenly appeared in the doorway, & said that we were all to go to the undercroft as there was a time-bomb near the back of the gym [now the dining hall]. We went out into the Courts. We had been told beforehand both by Mr Baker & Col. Randolph, that there were three bomb craters in the Courts, & someone had remarked, “good there won’t be any P.T. for some time!” But we were not prepared for the sight we saw. Some of the panes of glass in the chapel smashed, the slates off the Big Schoolroom, whose windows had disappeared, all that remained there being a little twisted lead. As we hurried over the Courts, - we did not like the idea of walking slowly! We looked back & saw the windows which had been broken in the classrooms, & as we climbed over the heaps of gravel, several people found pieces of bomb which were still warm.'

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