Because it's important...

...next year, my children will all attend the Remembrance Day ceremony.

The kids go to their sitter's home on Wednesdays so I can work on my dissertation. This morning, I should have kept them home to take them to the Remembrance Day service, only a short walk from our home. We've been talking about poppies and the people who fought (and fight) to keep us safe and free. Abby heard a soldier speak at school yesterday...

Yet, there's something about watching the elderly WWII vets march in, about hearing the last post and standing in the cold that books can't explain... as a Brownie, Girl Guide & Pathfinder, we walked behing the vets, soldiers, militia, etc. on Remebrance Day and stood quietly through the entire ceremony. In high school, our band played at the ceremony. It was important. It is important. WWII vets will soon all be gone. I want our kids to experience what I did as a child. To feel the great honour and respect...to remember.

My dad lost his older brother, Maurice Lysander Wright in WWII. I remember not only the losses of our country, but also what the loss of his older brother meant to my dad... I want our kids to know & to remember.