The one day each year that we said aside time from our busy lives to recognize, remember and acknowledge the sacrifice of those who have taken up the call to arms so that the vast majority of us would not have to. So that we could enjoy our freedom and liberty, so that we can be proud to consider ourselves Canadian. We remember those who long ago in distant lands fought, we remember those who died, we remember those who sacrificed their sons and daughters, their mothers and fathers, their husbands and wives. We wear the poppy a sign of that remembrance and we give two minutes to silently ponder.
Like many others at this time I think of my grandfather who went to war when his nation called. He stormed the beaches of Normandy and lost many friends in horrific ways. He was lucky, he came home, but he wasn't the same. He was battered and broken inside. He sacrificed himself so that others might live in freedom as I do today.
Thank you, grand pa.
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