They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.
Last Tuesday was Armistice Day. The day we remember all servicemen and women who have died in all wars since 1914.
Each year we take part in the Remembrance Sunday parade; I have missed 1 in 28 years. Boyo and Princess Pants have attended each year since birth, and Comma attended his first (of many) this year.
My father served in Iraq in 2003/2004 as a Squadron Sergeant Major in the Territorial Army. He was the first SSM to take the squadron on active duty since the Second World War. Armistice Day 2003 and the families took the soldiers place on the parade.
Since Boyo started Beavers he has marched with his unit. Now he is a Cub, and next year Princess Pants will be a Rainbow. I am proud of them accepting that it is just something they do.
They know why we wear our poppies with pride. They know that those who have fought in all wars did so for the freedom and liberties we have. They also know that they should be grateful for this.
The last of the Veterans who fought in World War I are now gone, World War II veterans are not far behind them. Who is going to remember them, honour them, if we don’t teach our children to observe Armistice Day and remember the soldier’s legacies?
Each year, the attendance at the Remembrance Parades decreases, there are fewer veterans (in fact none march in my local town) and the numbers NEED to be made up by Girl Guide groups, Scout groups, Boys Brigade, Girls Brigade, ATC, Army Cadets and other groups such as this.
The veteran’s legacies will continue with our children. 100 years on from the start of the First World War, we must remember them.
Beth is a 30-something, self-employed Mum rediscovering her connection to British History and nature. Her loves include the discovery of knowledge, walking in the woods, and writing, among others. Beth is a Virtual Assistant at The Happy VA.