By chance, I am at Westminster Abbey in London on Saturday, November 9th around noon, meeting some school friends. We come across all the small cross memorials for the individual fallen service men and women from British, Commonwealth and Allied forces. We follow the long line of people and hear many languages spoken softly as everyone quietly absorbs the reality of loss of life and reads the names and messages on the crosses. In particular, I look for the Fallen of Canada.
An open air service takes place and when it ends, I notice the number of young men and women wearing their service medals. Overhearing snippets of conversation, I hear people remember their colleagues who died in service and how they will soon go and raise a glass in their honour and memory.
Words feel inadequate. It’s a solemn and important occasion that touches the heart.
References: Lest we forget Phrase used in an 1897 poem by Rudyard Kipling called “Recessional”.
Thank you for sharing this; may the souls of the departed rest in peace and rise in Glory.
Thanks for your thoughtful comment.
merci Liz pour ce post qui nous remet en mémoire ces terribles événements. En espérant que cela ne se reproduise pas, vu le nombre de fous furieux qui sont aux pouvoirs actuellement. Nous espérons que vous allez bien. Amicalement, Guy et Annie ________________________________
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