Annie and I have been talking about the significance and meaning of Anzac Day over the last few days. This culminated into my taking her to the dawn service in town this morning. It was a beautiful crisp dawn that has warmed up to a gorgeous day. Although she would have no idea on the total meaning of the spirit of the Anzacs, she does understand that men and women died when at war to keep Australia free. We have so much to be thankful for.
When the Last Post was played tears dripped off my chin. It is so haunting and so full of memories for the Diggers.
Lest we forget.
2 comments:
the last post never fails to move me also.
me 3.
I heard it so many times today, and still managed to tear up at every one.
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