In Australia and New Zealand it is a national day of remembrance when we commemorate our fallen soldiers.
Last Anzac Day I wrote about my own family connection to the Anzac's here.
This year I thought I would share a letter sent by my Uncle at the front to his Mother back home.
My Dear Mother,
Just a few lines to you while I have the time, as in a few hours I will be in the thick of the fight. Inside twelve hours I will know what real war is, I have only been playing soldiers up till now. This may be the last letter I will ever write. But never mind this is what I came over here for & I am going to do my best for my country that I can, even dying for it if necessary, but even if it comes to the worst Mother do not worry about me, I am alright & should we never meet again in this world, we shall in the next, that is one consolation.
Well Mother Dear I don't feel like writing much under the present circumstances but you know how I feel, it is a case of "Just before the battle Mother I am thinking most of you".
Well I must close now. With Best Love to all at home & all other Friends, don't forget Lily.
From Your Ever Loving Son
This letter was written on the 6th of June, 1917 … Uncle Cliff lost his life on the 7th June, 1917.
He was 20 years old.
They shall not grow 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.