“When you go home Tell them of us, and say For your tomorrow, We gave our today.”



I wish I had the chance to meet my Grandfather.

I wish my Father and his Sister had the chance to be with their Father while they grew up or even had the chance to say goodbye.

80 years ago that dreadful war took my grandfather’s life ruined his children’s lives and made them orphans.

There were so many young men that died, so many families suffered.

Many young men returned to be left to deal with the horrific memories of war.

I honour and remember those that sacrificed their lives.

I speak for my Grandfather as I am sure he would agree that war is pointless.

That even after all the wars the warmongers still bang their war drums and repeat sacrificing lives of so many over and over again.

When you go home, tell them of us and say, for your tomorrow, we gave our today’