As the 25th April approaches I remember our last ANZAC Day IN SPAIN.
ANZAC = Australian and New Zealand Army Corp.
Brilliant red flower heads, sparkling in the Spanish sunshine.
A recently found Poppy tucked into a memorial plate at the N.Q. Garden of Remembrance at ANZAC Park, Townsville, Australia.
At Dawn on the 25th of April, ANZAC Services around Australia will commence.
Why That Time and That Day?
At 4.28 a.m. on 25th April, 1915, Australian and New Zealand advance forces, landed at Gallipoli as part of the Allied Forces Gallipoli campaign in WWI. The battle result was an outstanding victory for the Ottoman Army led by Mustafa Ataturk, the father of modern Turkey. He graciously wrote this tribute to the Allied Soldiers buried at Gallipoli (in part):
… you, the mothers, who sent their sons from faraway countries wipe away your tears; your sons are now lying in our bosom and are in peace. After having lost their lives on this land. They have become our sons as well.
By the completion of the campaign, more than 120,000 men from both the Ottoman and Allied Forces were dead.
I am not a particularly sentimental person, but I do get goosebumps when I hear
the Ode of Remembrance, (a poem by Laurence Binyon):
- 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.
and the hauntingly beautiful LAST POST.
Lest We Forget.
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