Roy Inwood (14 July 1890 – 23 October 1971) was a World War I
Australian soldier and recipient of the Victoria Cross. Landing at Anzac
Cove, Gallipoli, in April 1915 with the 10th Battalion of the
Australian Imperial Force, he fought until being evacuated sick to Egypt
in September. He rejoined his unit on the Western Front before the
Battle of Mouquet Farm in August 1916. In 1917 he fought in the Battle
of Lagnicourt and the Second Battle of Bullecourt. His Victoria Cross
was awarded for actions in the Battle of Menin Road, including
eliminating a German machine-gun post. In World War II, he volunteered
to serve in the Citizens Military Forces, reaching the rank of warrant
officer I serving in the Australian Provost Corps and Military Prison
and Detention Barracks Service. After the war he returned to work with
the City of Adelaide, and on his death he was buried with full military
honours in the AIF Cemetery, West Terrace. His medals are displayed in
the Adelaide Town Hall.
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