Breakfast time. I have been thinking a lot about the ceremony last night. I was very moved and I’m trying to work out why.
It was such a scene. All of us clustered by the road, next to a field of maize, twenty very senior military men and women, the town’s officials and the people of the city. As the sun set, the eternal flame by the simple monument to the Halifax Crew flickered brighter, and a series of wreathes were laid with a salute or a simple bow of the head.
Larry said the words of rememberance and returned to the theme – “They gave their todays for our tomorrows.”
I feel I have witnessed a very special moment.
A story honouring those aircrew in that Halifax, but also showing gratitude for the catalyst for all this – an extraordinary young student of 17.
Larry also spoke about the school they had seen and how it was “fantastic” that children were taught about the perils of war.
He ended by saying “One thing stays in this head of mine – the Netherlanders never forgot”. Looking at last night, they didn’t and I really believe they never will.
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