remembrance
Nov. 11th, 2012 09:03 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
llywelaArmistice Day and Remembrance Sunday have fallen on the same day this year. So today I am remembering my great-great-grandfather John Melean, who was wounded in the final weeks of the Great War in 1918 and died of those wounds in hospital in Southampton in February 1919, leaving behind a widow and 9 young children.
And I am remembering my great-great-grandfather Alf Browning, who survived the Great War and came home and fathered a long family - but, having been gassed, was never quite the same again, right up to the day he died.
And I am remembering my great-great-grandfather George Ward, who was fortunate enough to survive intact but never forgot his experiences.
I am also remembering my great-uncle Bobby Browning (son of Alf, mentioned above), who ran away to join the Merchant Navy in 1941 when he was just 17 years old, and was drowned just a few weeks later when his ship was torpedoed.
And his brothers, including my grandfather, who all served in the Forces in some capacity or other
And so many millions of other soldiers down the ages, who either lost their lives or survived scarred in some way, whether mentally or physically, because man simply cannot seem to live in peace with man.
Lest we forget.
And I am remembering my great-great-grandfather Alf Browning, who survived the Great War and came home and fathered a long family - but, having been gassed, was never quite the same again, right up to the day he died.
And I am remembering my great-great-grandfather George Ward, who was fortunate enough to survive intact but never forgot his experiences.
I am also remembering my great-uncle Bobby Browning (son of Alf, mentioned above), who ran away to join the Merchant Navy in 1941 when he was just 17 years old, and was drowned just a few weeks later when his ship was torpedoed.
And his brothers, including my grandfather, who all served in the Forces in some capacity or other
And so many millions of other soldiers down the ages, who either lost their lives or survived scarred in some way, whether mentally or physically, because man simply cannot seem to live in peace with man.
Lest we forget.
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Date: 2012-11-13 10:34 am (UTC)I, too remembered my Great-Uncle John Thomas Hopkins, killed 95 years ago this October at Passchendaele, aged 21.
And I looked around the service and gathering at the War Memorial this year and counted four friends who have sons the same age as mine, all four serving officers now and two due to go back to Afghanistan for second tours of duty in the next few months, one in highly dangerous advanced reconnaissance and the other working as an engineer, identifying hidden IUDs for later disposal by Bomb Disposal. My heartfelt prayer for this year was that they come through unhurt and that we somehow stop this relentless cycle of hatred and war.