Vernon Evered

It is with sadness I have to report the loss of  Vernon ( Junior ) Evered - 1925 - 2010.

 

Vernon joined the RAF at the age of 16. He said he was 19 but that his mother had lost his birth certificate. Hence the name " Junior ".

Leo Hook, Vernon's good friend and fellow fighter pilot, reports " the last time I saw him he complained he was still addressed this way in his eighties ! "

Vernon trained in South Africa on Tiger Moths and Harvards and completed his operational training in Egypt on the Spitfire and Hurricane.

He joined XI squadron , flying ground support operations in the Hurricane. Based at Imphal, Tamu, Sinthe, Khan and Magwe before leaving Burma for India to convert to the Spitfire XIV.

With the war over, Vernon was part of the planned Invasion of Malaya and boarded HMS Trumpeter for Operation Zipper. He duly flew off the carrier and

was based at Kuala Lumpur and Singapore.

HMS Vengeance , another carrier, took XI to Japan where they were based at Iwakuni and Miho as part of the Occupation Fighter force from May 1946 until February 1948.

Repatriated to the UK he joined 65 Squadron at Linton on Ouse flying the Hornet. This is where he met his future wife Margaret, who died in 1992.

Vernon retired from the RAF and qualified as a Dental Surgeon before emigrating to Canada. He leaves one daughter Margaret Ann.

Vernon also leaves a son, Robert Graham who is married to Caroline and they have 3 children James, Melissa and Rebecca.

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                                                                          At the Finger Inn - Sinthe  -Early 1945

                                                            Veron Evered - Centre - Leo Hook pouring water over him.

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                                                            They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old

                                                              Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn

                                                              At the going down of the sun, and in the morning

                                                                                 We will remember them