Sunday, 14 November 2010

"The Last Post"

7 comments:

  1. I love the last post, it always brings a lump to the throat.

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  2. Thank you so much for your sober presentation. No words are necessary.

    Kevin, my younger son (the trumpet player) now 52, played it at my grandson's School this last Thursday. I told the 7-year-old boy that the first time his father played the Last Post, it was in Ottawa, at the Governor General's Ceremony. My son was only 16 then. I attended with my (much older, and now gone) brother, a WW2 veteran, who had raised from the rank of Major to become the Colonel of his French Canadian Regiment. The Ceremony had been a deeply felt experience. And it remained with me all those years. War is hell, my brother always said. Even more so for the soldiers of both sides, who are called upon to participate actively, and sacrifice their lives. To remember and thank them is the least we can do.

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  3. The Last Post always brings a lump to my throat. I attended a Remembrance Service today at our small village church. It was very poignant.

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  4. It was lovely today, St Johns church rang their bells for the laying of the wreaths. My Great grandad died in WW1 and my Grandad WW2. It was a proud moment to take part.

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  5. Please, allow me to correct my English. It's still so imperfect after all those years. I think it should have been: my brother had risen from the rank of major? Still not sure!!! Anyhow, he went from being a Major at the end of WW2 to Colonel, during the Cold War years. Sadly, he died before the Berlin Wall came down.

    Thanks again for the Last Post.

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  6. Thanks to you all for your thoughts.

    War does seem to be such a futile and wasteful way of resolving a dispute.
    Loss of life, loss of beautiful buildings and countryside.
    If only there was another way.

    Peace........Bernard.

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