Just having breakfast with two DS and DD after being at the Dawn Service to remember all those (predominantly) young men and women who laid down their lives. It was a very moving service. Standing under the stars listening to the last post, it made me think of that morning back in 1915 and try to think of what those young men must have been feeling as they waited for the order. I'm sure there was excitement at what many saw as an adventure, apprehension of what awaited them on shore and homesickness for the families they left behind and who many would never see again.
Thank God we had those young men. Our lives would be so different now if we didn't have those young men.
Lest We Forget.