Remembering....

My dear dad, in 1939 shortly after he was called-up He was 19. He always made very little of his army service, but reading his story again tonight, he did as every soldier did and does; he gave his all to whatever he was called to do.

It's been a week of remembrance. I've seen and learnt a lot more. We have so much to be grateful for.

We love and miss all those no longer with us. Today brings back many memories.