Ypres Reservoir Commonwealth War Graves Commission Cemetery

Ypres Reservoir Commonwealth War Graves Commission Cemetery

Ypres Reservoir Cemetery is a Commonwealth War Graves Commission (CWGC) burial ground for the dead of the First World War located in the Ypres Salient on the Western Front.

The cemetery grounds were assigned to the United Kingdom in perpetuity by King Albert I of Belgium in recognition of the sacrifices made by the British Empire in the defence and liberation of Belgium during the war.

Read more about Ypres Reservoir Commonwealth War Graves Commission Cemetery:  Foundation, Notable Graves

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