He was born the fifth son to King George V and Queen Mary on 12th July 1905. He was named John Charles Francis Windsor of Saxe-Coberg and Gotha. John had been born at Sanderingham York Cottage Norfolk estate England. A lovely baby boy and was loved from that moment on. As he grew problems came to light and he had now suffered with fits. Reaching the age of eleven he was so outspoken and leaked secrets in front of visitors that he was taken back to Norfolk and from 11 years of age was never seen again by anyone other than Royal family servants. Local farm children only from the Royal estates brought in for him to play with helped Prince to mix well with others and all liked him it was said.
From 1909 he had suffered Ellipses and doctors knew more was wrong but Autism was unknown at that time. The boy was unruly and could be alarming at times with his antics. However some facts relate to his mothers visits to him and she arranged for the local estate farm children to play with John. Though from age 11 he was not seen in public ever again. He was hidden from view as to be that way would reflect badly on King George relationship with both newspapers and public. It was his view that his son should not show him up.
John could upset many people but his Autism he could not help. To all that knew him including his older brothers he was wild not dependable and a problem child. Yet his kind heart and warm ways melted many hearts who had suffered his outbursts.
John the joker was a boy who would put glue on door handles, pins on chairs and once even asked his father what he was eating at table.The King ignored the son but as he placed lettuce from salad in his mouth John quipped “Oh! alright then father there was a caterpillar on that lettuce, but too late as you have eaten it. ”
His mothers visits became far less frequent and John sank into despair relying on his nanny only he wept. He was able to wander in the house but watched as never able to go outside without a minder. John was slipping into a dark world that would be the root cause of his misery.
John had learning difficulties they all knew but it went far deeper and some thought him wicked as no one understood how confused he was as Autism makes the boy so wrong.
He died aged 13 on18th January 1919 at Wood Farmhouse Sanderingham estate Norfolk England just yards from his birth place un loved by most but cherished by his nanny he was laid to rest in Saint Mary Magdalene Church on the estate on 21st January 1919 as guns fired in the war far away in France.
Prince Edward, Johns eldest brother, wrote on 22nd to his new mistress one Freda Dudley Ward .” John was more of an animal than anything else, that I should be plunged into mourning for that? This prince Edward was he who sold us out to Hitler after we forced him into abdication in 1938. One rotten egg of man was he.
Queen Mary lived on until 1953 and her rather hard minded husband who wanted better sons died as King George V in 1938 as his errant son climbed into his throne only never to be King in truth.
Queen Mary King George V
Prince of wales, the hateful bother who became King but left his throne for a woman married to someone else.
For all the problems John faced he did suffer, with a smile on his face while his family came off worse. His father the King was put out of his misery by lethal injection by his doctor to get the news on time of Kings death before news office published morning papers. The doctor made a cash gain it is said by his actions.
Edward married Mrs Simpson who was said to be 5th Column Nazi. He was forced to give up his throne and become a civilian only. His brother with no such training for Kingship had to quickly pick up the job as King George VI. He suffered a severe stammer and he conquered it in time to be able to give a public speech. The problem was the fear that his father had instilled in him that he was second best. The old King had expected too much of his children and that was his own fault.
The royal family today suffers not in that way thank God. Poor John lies in peace while his able Brother Edward my be in a different camp for ever.
A sad tale indeed today I tell but history never goes away and Prince Johns story will be told for centuries ahead.
Once again may I take this opportunity to thank you for reading about this poor boy that was hidden from all and forgotten by his parents over time. To all those who suffer may God be your support and kindness shown to all.
Yours always, Sir Kevin. Be safe, be loved, be you and worry never.Rust to the blade is worry so father told me.
Copyright Kevin Parr Bt.