Russell Nicholas Clark, WW2 |
My family was
extremely lucky, in both world wars and other conflicts, to have most of those who served not only
come home, but come home fairly unscathed.
Once second cousin was killed in France in World War 1 ; one uncle died
in the Merchant Navy in World War 2. All
the other relatives who served – my father, uncles and great-uncles and more recently several cousins - returned
safely to their loved ones. While they
all had to live with the memories of the conflicts, they were mostly uninjured
by their experiences and able to rebuild their civilian lives.
So many others
were not so fortunate. Numerous Australian
families endured the loss of loved ones on foreign soil, or the return of
family members forever scarred by their service. So many who returned faced a lifetime of
ruined health or years of recovery and rehabilitation. My family has been lucky indeed.
ANZAC has very
much become a part of our national vocabulary. Many of the people who lived
though that campaign were ordinary volunteers, just as Australia’s current
veterans were ordinary volunteers. They
put their daily lives on hold to serve and protect us all, most with very
little clear idea of just what they were volunteering for. Even as a young child I was taught the significance of ANZAC Day, attended services, and spent my pocket money on ANZAC Day badges, many of which I still have in a container at home, which I still add to annually.
Ernest Green, WW2 postcard from Egypt |
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