The Last Post still brings tears to my eyes and memories of my late father who fought in Egypt and New Guinea and who passed away over 27 years ago. I remember my great uncles, one of the Rats of Tobruk and the other who fought in Europe. I remember the rallies and marches against the Vietnam War and the day my brother was called up.
The expressions on the faces of those who did return home – the haunting emptiness of their eyes.
Mostly, it just makes me sad at the immense loss of life the machines of war manufacture.
But what makes me angry, is – now in this century of so called civilised society and enlightenment, we still must fight to free the oppressed.
I am proud of my country and I am proud of our servicemen/women.
God bless and protect all of you.
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