The war memorial cairn is for the whole district of Comox (excluding Cumberland) and is unique both in conception and construction.

Although to the top of the cross it is eighteen feet high, it will certainly not cost more than five hundred dollars, about half of which has already been raised. The low cost is explained by the fact that the labor has been performed voluntarily by the community as a whole. Last November, when the foundation stone was laid, dozens of farmers rose at dawn to load stones taken off their farms to help erect the cairn. Thus, nearly every farm in the valley has contributed to the material of the cairn. While some wagons were hauling rocks, others were at the river loading sand to make the concrete with which the stones are cemented together and the whole of the district turned out to load and unload the wagons and pile up the stones. The design was largely the inspiration of Mr. S.H. Hopkins, district agriculturist, and all who have seen it praise the simplicity and fitness of the memorial to its project. There is nothing ornate, nothing of the workshop about it -- it is a pyramid of stones gathered from the farms which the lads it commemorates knew and loved so well, on the apex of which rises a cross. At the base it is twelve feet square of masonry, reinforced with concrete. The cairn of stones is topped with a solid concrete cap, into which the cross is sunk. A place has been left in front of the monument for the tablet, which will be of marble and upon which there are forty names to be engraved. The tablet will be three feet at the base, two feet at the top and five feet high. While the design has been the work of Mr. Hopkins, the execution of it has been in the hands of Mr. Andy Smith, assisted by working parties of citizens. In addition to the voluntary work which has made the cairn so essentially a community matter, of the hundreds who attended the foundation-stone laying everyone dropped a stone on the cairn, thus contributing his quota to this permanent memorial.

The setting of the memorial is particularly happy. It is built on land given by Mrs. Dingwall, where the Island Highway starts to climb the Sandwick hill by the little white Anglican Church. From its apex the view is of the great glacier of the Beaufort Range which broods over Courtenay, of the peasant pastureland where the greensward is dotted with Jersey herds, of the blue waters of Comox Bay. It is the oldest settled portion of the valley -- the very core and centre of the district which the native Puntledge Indians called the Vale of Plenty.

By the sweat of brow and the labor of hands, for the most part, this memorial has been raised. It is no set design from a stonemason's yard, but the united homage of the whole community to those Comox lads who counted not the cost -- and paid in full. As Rev. Father Beaton pointed out at the foundation-stone laying, the cairn is the symbol of the Celtic race, who marked the abiding place of their dead with a cairn, and the cross that of the Anglo-Saxons, thus representing the two strands out of which the British race has been woven.