The ANZACS

THE ANZACS

Every year Australians and New Zealanders pause to remember and honour the brave ANZAC troops that landed on the beach at Gallipoli [Turkey] on April 25 1915. A tragic encounter, for both sides. That is the face of war. Men fighting for home and country. Their own and those of their allies. On this day we also commemorate all our troops that served in the armed forces. Men and women alike irrespective of age or rank, or where they served, they are all considered heroes of their nation.

The ANZAC Ode

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

Give Away Winners

On a happier note, it is also time to announce my giveaway winners and to say a big thank you to all who entered. Thank You all and if you missed out I suspect I will have another giveaway soon for my upcoming half century [eeeeks!!]. But first.. the winners;

Virginia: Paris Through My Lens

Jane: Blondie's Journal

Have A Lovely Week Everyone

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 Artwork  [copyright beingRuby©]

ANZAC Day: A boy Named Tom

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ANZAC Day, April 25, 2010

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The Battle of Gallipoli, April 25, 1915

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The Ode

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

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The anniversary of the first major military action fought by the Australian and New Zealand Army Corps during World War I. The day our troops bravely went into battle at the Gallipoli Peninsula, only to lose to the equally brave Turkish Army who were fighting to protect their homes and family. Today we Australians and New Zealanders celebrate in remembrance of all who lost their lives in defense of their country. It is a day to recognize and remember not only those from the First World War.. but all the wars our brave young men and women fought in..

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I was going to tell you about my family members who served in the First and Second World War and how bagpipes, kettle drums and bugles playing the last Post factor into many of my happy and sad childhood memories. I was going to tell you about my own trip to Gallipoli and the many gravestones of boys as young as 17...

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But instead, as I was looking for a family photo to post, I found this one of a young soldier named Tom. He fought alongside my grandfather in the Salonican Army during the First World War. I don't know anything else about him. I don't know if he survived and lived a long and happy life, or whether he was lost in battle. All I know is he has such a handsome and gentle face that I found myself spending hours working at this photo to remove some of the creases and imperfections it has gained over the years. Still a bit more to go.. but with each and every crease I removed, I'd look up and his eyes would say thank you...

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... so I thought I'd post him instead ...

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.. A tribute to the Unknown Soldier..

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.. representing all those who bravely fought for their countries..

no matter which side of the trenches

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IMAGE SOURCE: .. the family library of [being ruby©]

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