It was ANZAC day here in Aus today. A very special day for all Australians and even more so for those of us who had loved ones in the forces.I've had a long day and it's late so I don't have the patience to put a moving blog together. Amarinda has done that for me, so drop by her blog as few could have done a better job.
My Grandfather fought at Gallipoli. He was an ANZAC. He survived. I don't know how but he did. He died the year I was born so I never got to meet him but I am ever so proud.
Cheers Pop!
LEST WE FORGET
This was a pic from last years ANZAC parade. A much nicer day and my camera was working better then.
2 comments:
That's the thing that gets me - how did they survive?
I just don't know how AJ. When you think how the British forced the men to jump up out of the trenches, bayonets ONLY and run at the enemy trench. I don't know how ANYONE could survive playing chicken like that. Then the other side would up and have ago. I just can't imagine the emotional and psychological turmoil that would put on a young mind. I can't imagine how a 16 year old BOY could cope with that then come home and get on with his life.
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