Knowing some weeks ago that Remembrance Day, 11 November, would fall on a Tuesday, the day my weekly column appears in print, I was in no doubt what I wanted to share with readers.
This is our own family story of my uncle and his campaign to bring justice for one group of marginalised soldiers from the First World War. I would love you to read it and share my pride in his compassion and dedication.
We will remember them…all of them
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You must be very proud of your uncle. Good for him helping the cause of those poor young men.
My mum has been to see the Tower poppies several times; the last time was yesterday when it was incredibly moving, she said. She also visited other Remembrance spots. She said it was a tough day emotionally but she was glad to have gone and paid her respects.
It was early September when we saw the poppies and they were amazing then – it must have been truly astonishing and moving to see the full amount.
Beautiful photo and words.
Thank you. It felt just the right time to share his story.
What a courageous young man lying about his age to help.
Lest We Forget.
I find it humbling to think he 'ran away to sea' at such a young age. I'm not sure he realised he would be involved in the war so soon. Dreadful to think he spent most of World War II as a prisoner of war. He came out so thin and undernourished.
A beautiful photo and what a brave man your uncle was
We will remember them
We will. I am so proud of the way we remember our war dead in this country.
What a lovely piece and kudos to your uncle. Everything was all so misunderstood back then 🙁 My Godfather's brother was taken by the red berets and shot for desertion back in the day and your heart just breaks at what they must have gone through 🙁 x
Oh that's a tragic story too. And that must have been fairly recently in our history. Dreadful. I think now we appreciate more about post traumatic stress syndrome etc.
What an amazing post Trish, brought tears to my eyes, having taught young people of that age I can't imagine how they could possibly cope with the horrors of war.
I agree, it's just unthinkable. My own son, at 18, is still a young boy – to think these boys were two years younger and my uncle, in the Second World War, was four years younger. Horrific.
Wow, what a tale to tell.
I think the poppies have had a marvellous effect on bringing home the truth and enormity of World War One. I took my girls to visit twice and even if they are too young to understand right now, the poppies will stay in their minds and help them when they do study in the future.
It's important, isn't it, to ensure our children see these things even if they don't understand at the time. You can tell them in later years that they were there and that's very special.
Great post! Lovely to see how beautiful it looks!