Both of my grandfathers served in the Australian army here at home, one serving for a while in Japan immediately after wars' end.
I had a great-uncle who was shot down over Germany in a Lancaster bomber towards the end of WWII. He's buried somewhere near Dresden.
I'm planning on taking my three sons to the Sunset Service at our local War Graves, "Lest We Forget".
I'm not for one moment glorifying or justifying the absolute hellish horrors of war. Not at all.
We now live in a different world... we take so much for granted. We really do.
We now live in a different world... we take so much for granted. We really do.
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I thought to go to the local Dawn Service and watch the Beersheeba horses ride by. But thought, no. I don't really need to get misted up out in the GP and then what? Come back home again. Or go and play two-up at the pub? Hmmm.
ReplyDeleteI can get misted up all on my tod at home and did, hearing this:
"Those heroes that shed their blood and lost their lives are now lying in the soil of a friendly country. Therefore rest in peace. There is no difference between the Johnnies and Mehmets. To us where they lie side by side, here in this country of ours.
You the mothers who sent their sons from far away countries, wipe away your tears. Your sons are now living in our bosom and are at peace." Mustafa Kemal (Ataturk), 1934, Gallipolli.
We have the same thing here...but we call it Memorial Day here. complete with parades and everything.
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