Today, April 25th, marks the ninety-sixth anniversary of the landing of the Australian and New Zealand Army Corps, or ANZACs, on the shores of Gallipoli in the Turkish Dardanelles, on a stony beach of a bay now re-named Anzac Cove. Each year on this day, Australians and New Zealanders stop to remember the sacrifices made on foreign fields of war by our forebears in the name of Freedom. That we today are able to express our opinions freely and without fear on electronic media like this, is a direct result of the sacrifices made by those who came before us, many indeed who made the ultimate sacrifice.
On this day, in dawn services around our nations, and every day of the year in servicemen’s clubs at six in the evening, we stand and recite Laurence Binyon’s words of the Ode of Remembrance:
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old,
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn,
At the going down of the sun, and in the morning,
We will remember them.
Lest we forget.
I’ll be back on deck tomorrow.