I am currently watching the ANZAC Day service from Gallipoli (pictured above), I don’t think that I could ever or ever will be able to fully comprehend the ultimate sacrifice that so many young men and women made not only for their families and lived ones but for people that they never knew. We have the life that we have today because of the sacrifice that was made.
Normally myself & WH attend our local ANZAC service (it is only a short walk for our home) but when I woke up it was raining, normally not a reason to not attend but with the drenching we got on the weekend (more to come later) we just couldn’t face getting wet again. So we have had a nice quite day watching the marches & the Gallipoli service on TV.
They went with songs to the battle, they were young.
Straight of limb, true of eyes, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted,
They fell with faces to the foe.
They shall not grow old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, or the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them