Since this is Remembrance Day weekend, if ever there was a day to sit by the ocean and contemplate life and our many blessings and many struggles, this is it.
I remember a long time ago I was driving across Newfoundland on business on November 11 and this song came on. And you know me, I didn’t cry (at least not much; OK – maybe I did have to pull off the road for a few minutes; OK – maybe for more than a few minutes). I thought of my father who went over in 1939, a mere boy of 17 (who falsified his birth certificate). He came back 6 years later a much older and changed man. War has killed the boy in many a man. It is nasty business and we owe them so much.
So please, not that you need me to remind you – take a minute today to remember all those who have sacrificed so much.