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    Armistice Day Centenary

    As we remember the hundredth anniversary of the day the guns fell silent on the so-called War to end all Wars, I wonder if any body would like to join me in remembering family or friends who were lost in any of the conflicts of the last hundred years.




    "Joy is what happens to us when we allow ourselves to recognise how good things really are. "

    (Marianne Williamson)

    #2
    I'd like to remember my uncle John, known as Jack. He was my dad's eldest brother and died in France just a few days before the cease fire. He was just 18. His name is on a memorial because he has no grave.

    "Joy is what happens to us when we allow ourselves to recognise how good things really are. "

    (Marianne Williamson)

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      #3
      How very sad Daisy.

      I have no one in particular who died to remember but I remember all those young men and boys who lost their lives.

      My Grandad had a useless injured arm from World War 1. My Nana was told he had been killed, but he hadn't and came back, and despite a useless arm he lived until his 70's, worked and fathered several more children., including my mum
      “A grandchild fills a space in your heart that you never knew was empty.” – Unknown

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        #4
        I didn't have any family losses in WW1 but my father was a very brave stretcher bearer carrying the wounded from the battle fields at the battle of the Somme. Never talked about it like many others.
        What is life if full of care we have no time to stand and stare

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          #5
          Plant, my mum said her dad never ever talked about it either.
          “A grandchild fills a space in your heart that you never knew was empty.” – Unknown

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            #6
            We have family on both sides who dies ,
            In WW2 my Uncle James died at Dunkirk aged 28 and B's Uncle Gunter died aged 22
            B has several friends who died in Ireland and other places around the world

            Such a waste of lives but never forgotten
            Im not fat just 6ft too small

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              #7
              Im not fat just 6ft too small

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                #8
                As far as i know,we didn't lose any family members in WW1 or WW2.

                Eldest son lost a few friends when he was serving in Northern Ireland, including one who commited suicide.
                Sometimes I forget to like posts,but that doesn't mean I don't like them.

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                  #9
                  OH's Gran'dad was awarded The Military Medal in 1st World War for : Conspicuous gallantry and devotion to duty in action, in April 1918 at the Battle of Wishart Ridge. He acted as Runner under heavy shell fire and displayed the utmost gallantry throughout. He was sent home on 17th August on the Princess Elisabeth with a gun shot wound. We are lucky enough to have his medal. Like many others he never spoke about his experiences and certainly didn't boast about having such a medal.
                  Believe you can and you're halfway there.
                  Theodore Roosevelt.

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                    #10
                    I don’t know of any family losses .However the other day I received my old Grammar School’s newsletter. In it they listest past members of the school who had died in the war.There were about 10 names and all but 3 who were in their 20s they were only 17 and 18.It was so tragic,these lads had only just left school.

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                      #11
                      WG Soldier's tend not to speak of their experiences , cant imagine what that brave man went through , your OH must be very proud of his Grandfather .
                      Very noble humble men each and every one of them x
                      Im not fat just 6ft too small

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                        #12
                        When I was researching my family tree I discovered my grandads brother, Frank Scott Devereux, who was killed in 1917. I didn’t know my granded even had a brother, they never spoke about either of the wars so it was a real surprise when I found out about him. His name is on a memorial at Tyne Cott, he left young wife and 3 small children.
                        "Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened." - Dr Seuss

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                          #13
                          My dad was in the WW2 at Dunkirk he was getting a boat home and was shot in the leg whilst wading out to a fishing boat, but he woudnt talk of his experiences and never collected his medals which was a shame really, my sil is a part time soldier and is allowed or was allowed time off work, he now goes to the local remembrance march and in the town hall they serve the old soldiers curry of all thing and they really enjoy it when it’s very cold so he waits on there for the afternoon

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                            #14
                            Originally posted by WeeGranny View Post
                            OH's Gran'dad was awarded The Military Medal in 1st World War for : Conspicuous gallantry and devotion to duty in action, in April 1918 at the Battle of Wishart Ridge. He acted as Runner under heavy shell fire and displayed the utmost gallantry throughout. He was sent home on 17th August on the Princess Elisabeth with a gun shot wound. We are lucky enough to have his medal. Like many others he never spoke about his experiences and certainly didn't boast about having such a medal.
                            WeeGranny, what a brave man, and I'm glad you've got his medals. We have only got my uncle's Death Penny, no photos or anything else.

                            My Dad's youngest brother served in WWII and was in the contingent of the first British soldiers to enter Bergen Belson. He never talked about it and my cousin, his son, never knew about it until 20-odd years later.
                            "Joy is what happens to us when we allow ourselves to recognise how good things really are. "

                            (Marianne Williamson)

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                              #15
                              Eldest g/d is having their school assembly this afternoon , they have all made a poppy and a net has been put up in the hall fastened to the wall bars and all the poppies are draped down it and a rememberance book that all the children can write in

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