On November
11th each year, I am drawn genetically to the local cenotaph to
attend the Remembrance Day ceremony. It’s important for me each year to honour
the military sacrifices of my family in both World Wars: Grandpa Tayler in
World War One; Dad, Uncle Mel, Aunt Jeanne, Uncle Bill, Uncle Homer, Aunt
Lesley in World War Two. And to remember the other members of my family who participated
in the war effort by farming, folding bandages for the Red Cross, and generally
keeping things going on the home front while the war went on elsewhere. And to
recall the horrors and the carnage beyond our family farm…the heroism and the
lost innocence of countless millions.
A time to
remember…reflect…honour the lives and suffering of so many people.
In that
spirit, I offer this visual essay of the faces I saw at yesterday’s Remembrance
Day Ceremony in Belleville. Thank you to them all.
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