My #2 son arrived back from university in Wellington this week for his mid term break, and quickly settled into his “normal” routine – out to rehearsals for the upcoming show, being invited to go practise with the Auckland City Brass Band as a “guest”, and today, ANZAC Day, was invited to play for them at an ANZAC Ceremony at the Mt Roskill War Memorial Hall.
Here are a few shots from the service
This is is a special year, marking the 100th anniversary of World War 1, “The Great War”, and the 99th anniversary of the (in)famous ANZAC landing at Galipoli, Turkey.
On this very special day, 25 April, many New Zealanders, and Australians, remember the young men who died on this day in 1915, and also remember those that they fought against. Since that time there has been a bond between the Turkish and New Zealand peoples, a shared grief and respect for the loss of so many young lives so needlessly – on both sides.
So, to Uncle Spike in Turkey, this is also in honour of the soldiers of your adopted country, from a little corner of New Zealand.
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.
“Lest we forget”
Live with thanks to those who gave their lives for our freedoms.
Laugh to honour them for their laughter was cut short.
Love your fellow man, so that their sacrifice was not in vain.