'For your tomorrows we gave our todays'
Both my grandfathers fought in and survived WW1 but both lost their younger only brothers - named above.
My son celebrated his eighteenth birthday on Tuesday. I can't and don't want to think how it would feel to wave him off to war.
This morning at 11.00 I remembered not only those who fought and fell (on both sides of the trenches - most of the 'enemy' didn't want to be there either), but also the mothers, wives, sisters and daughters who watched their loved ones go.