Diggers

A couple of old diggers lay wreaths on the Randwick Junction cenotaph this morning.

After driving all night I mis-timed the service thinking it was at dawn and arrived to find well over a hundred departing people. This was a pleasant surprise as I'd attended this small suburban ceremony a few years back and there were barely fifty people there.

Lest we forget.

Comments

[Paradise Driver]

Adrian, I don't know if you saw my post today. Even though it is still the 24th here, I wanted to do something to honor ANZAC Day.

[adrian]

Thanks for acknowledging Anzac Day, Will, well done.

[Rainer.the.cabbie]

Even for myself as a migrant Anzac day has a special meaning. Having been brought up and educated in Germany, with the history of WW1 and WW2, and the havoc my people have caused, I had a guilt complex installed in regards to the genocide that took place. So imagine my slight apprehension as a very young Cabbie coming out on Anzac day. But the reaction I got from all the old Australian soldiers was dignified and gracious, considering many of their mates died from German bullets, the attitude they had was "don't worry son, your people were soldiers just like us and had a job to do". That is why I come out on Anzac day to drive my cab, and given the chance will give the ex serviceman and women a free ride. Sadly, there are not that many of them alive anymore.
Lest we forget
I shall remember all of them.