The Last Post
Attended the dawn service, the events that led to us remembering this event, on an annual basis was the death, personal hurt and torment of so many men and women that sacrificed their lives in prior wars.
That simple gesture of us all getting all together.
Australia does not have a real identity, with this one exception.
During the service a memory came flooding back of a prior dawn service I attended and this old gentlemen, who stood so proud in his uniform and medals, was shaking in emotion and with tears streaming down his face stuttered into the microphone, ‘I won’t forget you cobber, don’t forget me’.
‘ANZAC’ stands for Australian and New Zealand Army Corps. On the 25th of April 1915, Australian and New Zealand soldiers formed part of the allied expedition that set out to capture the Gallipoli peninsula. These became known as Anzacs and the pride they took in that name continues to this day. On this day we remember all soldiers that died in all wars.
Let’s we forget.
It seems that we personally make this gesture to invest in ANZAC day, it is lamentable though that politicians are too willing to ‘not’ understand the difference between fascism, totalitarian, nationalism, religions and ethnicity.
It seems that lately, it does not matter whether it is a civil war, religious war or an ethnic war the politicians are only too happy to despatch soldiers to distant countries to support a war that has nothing to do with us.