Today is Anzac Day, and a very special commemoration, the centenary of the landings at Gallipoli during World War I.
On Anzac Day, April 25, we remember Australian and New Zealand service men and women, who served and died in all wars.
The landing on the beaches at Gallipoli, alongside the British and French forces, was the first major military action by the ANZACS (Australian and New Zealand Army Corps) in the first World War.
It is often referred to as the time our nation 'came of age', just a few years after Federation, when we became the Nation of Australia.
Rosemary for Remembrance
This morning we attended our local Anzac Day Parade and Memorial Service, one of hundreds such events across Australia.
Hundreds lined the streets.
Frail veterans rode in lovely old vehicles.
My grandfather Cecil, and his two brothers, all farmers, enlisted in 1915:
My grandfather is the one on the right, looking so young, and a lot like one of my brothers.
They went first to Egypt, with the AIF (Australian Imperial Forces), where they trained for several months, in the vicinity of the pyramids.
Note the kangaroo: somebody brought him as a mascot!
Later Cecil and his brothers were deployed to the Western Front, serving near Ypres in the mud of Flanders.
30,000 Australians lost their lives there.
They were very fortunate, as all three survived.
We visited the area a few years ago, and saw preserved trenches, wondering how anyone had lived through it all.
Mr Cardinal's family were less fortunate..
Two of his great-uncles perished in the same area.
We found the name of one brother on the Menin Gate...resting place unknown..
the other brother's grave we found in this little War Cemetery, near Ypres.
My grandfather's medals...
Grandfather went to England before he was repatriated to Australia after the war. There he met and married an English girl, they returned to his farm and in 1920 my father was born to them.
This year he will be 95 years old.
I have made Anzac Biscuits, a favourite Australian delicacy, and a must on Anzac Day. Might even give some to Dad on Sunday...
Lest We Forget